Not worth keeping

Seeing something glittering in the gutter, Mulla Nasrudin ran to pick it up. It was a metal mirror.

Looking at it closely, he saw his face reflected in it.

‘No wonder it was thrown away – nothing as ugly as this could possibly appeal to anyone. The fault is in me, for I picked it up without reasoning that it must be something unpleasant.’

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