Something frightened Mulla Nasrudin as he was walking down a road. He threw himself into a ditch and then began to think that he had been frightened to death. After a time he became very cold and hungry. He walked home and told his wife the sad news, and went back to his ditch. His wife, sobbing bitterly, went to the neighbors for comfort. 'My husband is dead, lying in a ditch.' 'How do you know?' 'There was nobody to see him, so he had to come and tell me himself, poor dear.'
Jigger your thoughts. Admire the folds of reality. Stop thinking about money!
What are you doing?