Perfect
Mulla Nasrudin was sitting in a tea shop when a friend came excitedly to speak with him. “I’m about to get married. Mulla,” his friend stated, “and I’m very excited. Mulla , have you ever thought of marriage yourself?” Nasrudin replied, “I did think of getting married. In my youth in fact I very much wanted to do so. I waited to find for myself the perfect wife. I travelled looking for her, first to Damascus. There I met a beautiful woman who was gracious, kind and deeply spiritual, but she had no worldly knowledge. I travelled further and went to Isphahan. There I met a woman who was both spiritually and worldly, beautiful in many ways, but we did not communicate well. Finally I went to Cairo and there after much searching I found her. She was spiritually deep, graceful, and beautiful in every respect, at home and in the world and at home in the realms beyond it. I felt I had found the perfect wife.” His friend questioned further, “Then you did not marry her Mulla?” “Alas,” said Nasrudin as he shook his head, “She was, unfortunately, waiting for the perfect husband.”
