One day The Hodja and his friends were sitting at the coffee house. A young boy carrying a tray of baklava attracted the attention of one of the men.
`Hodja Effendi, look! he pointed, `That boy is carrying a tray of baklava.
`Its none of my business. Hodja shrugged his shoulders.
`But, Hodja, watch! He is taking it to your house.
`In that case, Hodja asserted, `its none of your business.