They asked Nasreddin Hodja: “Who are you?”
“Nothing,” said Hodja, “I am no one.”
Seeing if your lips are twisted,
Hodja asked: “Who are you?”
The man who said “I am the governor” said to the surgeon.
“What will you be after?” Nasreddin Hodja asked.
“I suppose I’ll be the governor,” said the man.
“Later? ..” Hodja insisted.
“Vizier,” said the man.
“What will you do next?”
“I can be a probable grand vizier.”
“So after that?”
The man bent his neck and said, “Hiiic.” Said
“Why are you puffing up, man?” Said the teacher.
I’m already in the office where you can come years later.