A young bachelor who used to frequent the pub quite often, was very proud to be a bachelor. He had the particular habit of singing laurels of his bachelorhood to all within hearing distance. Slowly people were tired of him and wanted to teach him a lesson.
One day he was quite cured of his self-centered, eccentric ideals, when once, Mulla Nasrudin got up calmly from the table, gave the hero a paternal thump on the back and remarked, ”I suppsoe, young chap, your father must have been a bachelor too.”
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