Short story: Annoying habits of other people can be particularly annoying to us too

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The Mullah Nasruddin's father-in-law had an annoying habit, of getting a new teaspoon, every time that he made himself a cup of coffee. Abdullah, the father-in-law, had his own cup, which he always used, so at least, he washed this for himself, but even so, the Mullah would get hold of his cup sometimes, to give it a more thorough clean, rather than just the rinse out, that his father-in-law would always give to it. The father-in-law would place the used teaspoon, in the drying rack, in the utensils container there. Annoyingly though, he would never take them out of there again. He would get a new one from the drawer, every time that he needed one again. And so, the number of small teaspoons in the utensils container would build up, until there was so many there, that the Mullah would then notice them, as the pile of them was now reaching out of the top of the container. The Mullah would then take them all, wash them all again, dry them, and then return them to the drawer, only for this cycle of events to then repeat themselves, once more again. The Mullah was philosophical about this, though. He knew that his poor father-in-law was getting old, and absent-minded. He gave to him the benefit of any doubt that he might have had then, about the old boy's annoying behaviour, although, at times, he did think that the old guy, was doing all of this on purpose, too. He knew how cunning, he could be at times, and how sharp he really was, whenever anyone was about to put anything over him, or to try to take the mickey out of him too. The Mullah penned this poem to take his mind off of things then. Poetry: The Mullah's deepness is not as deep as he is shallow. The empty emptiness emptied emptiness emptier. Nothing is ever really empty then! The deepening deepness deepened deepness deeper. Nothing is ever at its deepest! The sharpness sharpened sharpness sharper. Nothing is ever so sharp, that it can't be sharper! Creation created creation creatingly creatively. Something else can always be added to creation! Oneness sits as itself until it explodes into infinity. Infinity then gives rebirth to itself, and returns to oneness. All is as it is, because of the recycler behind it all, God. God sits in his own love, and then pushes it out through this cycle. He realised that everything is but a vessel for everything else to fill, refill, or empty, and re-empty. Love, and spirit, need such vehicles (for them both) to come alive within them, and to do their stuff, both inside, and outside of creation. When we create a vessel, both love, and spirit (of endeavour) will rush in to fill it up for us, and to make use of it, in us too, even as we do too. Photo Credit: The photo used here belongs to me, the author, of this piece The cutlery utensil container was always full of small teaspoons, used by the Mullah's father-in-law, only one time only.