Seeking and finding

Exceptional people give new meaning to old things. Common people drag down new things to common meaning. It is sad but so it is; for the man with the hammer, everything looks like a nail. When you think, let your hands be free. Seek what things mean not in your memory but in your judgement. This reminds me of a story:

It was a dark autumn night. The Mullah, down on his elbows and knees, was searching assiduously in the dust, under the street light.

A belated neighbour asked him,

"What are you doing Hoça?"

"I am looking for my key."

The helpful fellow got down on his knees to give a hand. They searched at length, without result.

Tired, the man finally doubted,

"Tell me Hoça, are you certain that you really lost your keys here?"

"Of course not," replied Nasreddin, "I lost them in my cellar."

"Then why on earth do you look for them in the street?"

"For there is more light here."