Hodja is Relieved

Short Story - Hodja is Relieved

One day two men came running to Hodja’s house.

“What’s the matter?” asked Hodja.

“A man resembling you was knocked down by a cart in the market,” they said. “We thought it was you and came to inform your wife.”

“Was he of my height?” asked Hodja.

“Yes,” said the men.

“Did he have a beard like me?”


“What was the color of his shirt?”


“Pink!” shouted Hodja, in relief. “Then it was not me. I don’t have a pink shirt.”

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