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Looking for the perfect woman.
Looking for the Perfect Woman
? a Mulla Nasruddin Tale
One afternoon, Nasruddin and his friend were sitting in a cafe, drinking tea and talking about life and love. His friend asked: ?How come you never married??
?Well,? said Nasruddin, ?to tell you the truth, I spent my youth looking for the perfect woman. In Cairo I met a beautiful and intelligent woman, but she was unkind. Then in Baghdad, I met a woman who was a wonderful and generous soul, but we had no common interests. One woman after another would seem just right, but there would always be something missing. Then, one day, I met her. Beautiful, intelligent, generous and kind. We had very much in common. In fact, she was perfect!?
?What happened?? asked Nasruddin?s friend, ?Why didn?t you marry her??
Nasruddin sipped his tea reflectively. ?Well,? he replied, ?it?s really the sad story of my life?. It seemed she was looking for the perfect man?
? a Mulla Nasruddin Tale
One afternoon, Nasruddin and his friend were sitting in a cafe, drinking tea and talking about life and love. His friend asked: ?How come you never married??
?Well,? said Nasruddin, ?to tell you the truth, I spent my youth looking for the perfect woman. In Cairo I met a beautiful and intelligent woman, but she was unkind. Then in Baghdad, I met a woman who was a wonderful and generous soul, but we had no common interests. One woman after another would seem just right, but there would always be something missing. Then, one day, I met her. Beautiful, intelligent, generous and kind. We had very much in common. In fact, she was perfect!?
?What happened?? asked Nasruddin?s friend, ?Why didn?t you marry her??
Nasruddin sipped his tea reflectively. ?Well,? he replied, ?it?s really the sad story of my life?. It seemed she was looking for the perfect man?