"One day Mullah Nasrudin was sitting in the market in front of a big basket of red hot chili peppers. With tears streaming down his cheeks, eyes bloodshot, face red, and nose running, he kept eating one after another. Every now and then he let out a big howl they were so hot! One of his students approached him and asked, 'Mullah! What on earth are you doing? Why do you keep eating them?'
'I'm waiting for the sweet one,' he replied."
~Idries Shaw~
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