One day, clever Nasruddin went to have lunch with a friend who loved music.  The friend was delighted to have an audience and soon brought out one instrument after another. Although he did not have great skill, he still insisted upon playing something on each one. Nasruddin, who was growing most hungry, tried to listen with care. At last the friend had played all of his instruments, from the drums to the lute.

“Now, my friend,” said the musician. “You have heard many instruments. Which makes the best sound?”

“If you ask me to speak truthfully,” replied Nasruddin, “I think that the most beautiful sound in the world right now would be the sound of a spoon scraping my soup  bowl.”

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