Nasruddin hodja

And then he started laughing, and laughed and laughed. But nothing had happened to cause the laughter. Those around him were mystified, and asked, “O dear Hodja, why do you laugh?”

But Hodja could not reply. Laughter was always inside and outside. When he laughed, everyone laughed.

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