Milk for Hodja

Milk for Hodja

One evening, a man carrying a can of milk stopped Mulla Nasruddin Hodja in the street and said he had a problem and wanted his advice.

"What's your problem?" asked Hodja.

"My problem is that though I never drink wine I feel intoxicated when I get up in the morning," explained the man.

"What do you drink last thing at night?" asked Hodja, eyeing the milkcan in his hand.

"Milk."

"Just as I thought," said Hodja. "That is the cause of your problem."

"Milk causes intoxication?" asked the man, astonished.

"It is like this," explained the Mulla. "You drink the milk and go to sleep. You toss around in your sleep. The milk gets churned. It turns into butter. Butter churned, turns into cheese. Cheese turns to fat. Fat into sugar. Sugar into alcohol. So you wake up with alcohol in your stomach. That is why you feel intoxicated in the morning."

"So what do I do?" asked the man, bewildered.

"Simple. Don't drink the milk," said Hodja. "Here, give it to me."

And taking the milkcan from the man, the Mulla walked away, leaving the man gaping .