On one occasion, Hodja borrows a kazan (large cauldron) from his neighbour.

When Hodja returns the kazan, the neighbour sees that there is a small cooking pot in the bottom.

He asks - Hodja, "What is this?"

Hodja replies: "Apparently the kazan had been pregnant and it has given birth to this small pot."

The neighbour unquestioningly accepts the kazan and the pot.

Some weeks later, Hodja wishes to borrow the same kazan. The neighbour is only too happy to oblige. This time, a month passes.

The neighbour calls on Hodja to inquire about his kazan.

Hodja, with a concerned look, announces: "I am sorry, but your kazan died."

The neighbor is puzzled. Then becoming angry, he demands: "How could it die?"

"You believed that it gave birth, why do you not believe that it died?"