A neighbor once found Nasrudin searching for something on the street outside his house.
"What have you lost, Mulla?" he
asked.
"My key," said Nasrudin.
So they both went down on their hands and knees and looked for it.
After a time the other man asked: "Where exactly did you drop it?"
"In my house."
"Then why, for Heaven's
sake, are you looking out here?"
"There is more light
here."