Nasreddin Hodja had students from out of town. During the day he instructed them at the medrese and at night he and his wife accommodated them in their own home.
One evening, the Hodja and his young students were returning back from a long day’s study at the medrese.
On their way home, they saw a couple of thieves in front of a shop. One of the men was filing the lock on the door with a rasp and the other one was watching him.
The students, not realizing that the two men were intending to rob the store, asked the Hodja what they were doing.
Nasreddin Hodja was in no mood to get involved with two burly robbers, but at the same time, he didn’t want his students to think that he was witnessing a crime without doing anything about it. So, he decided to lie about what was going on.
`One of them is playing the saz and the other is listening to the music.’ he explained evasively.
`But Hodja Effendi, what kind of music is this?’ the boys protested, `There is no sound.’
`Oh, there will be sound,’ the Hodja reassured them, `this is a special saz, its music will be heard tomorrow morning when the shop owner returns.’
Naive Students – Mullah Nasruddin Stories