According to Osho, Mulla Nasruddin’s daughter is named Farida—paired in rhyme with his son Fazlu. Osho introduces Farida in playful anecdotes to expose everyday follies, showing how humor can mirror our minds. By naming her explicitly, he grounds the joke in character, using lightness and wit to reveal insight without moralizing.
Her name is Farida, the sister of Fazlu.
From the Discourses
Passages where Osho speaks to this question — each links to the complete discourse.
Osho, what is Mulla Nasruddin’s daughter’s name?
Rashmi Bharti! The question is certainly important, because we have talked quite a bit about Mulla Nasruddin’s son, Fazlu. And you are right that if Mulla has a daughter, she too must be something extraordinary. She is indeed extraordinary! One day Mulla Nasruddin was asking Farida... Farida is her name. You have to keep a rhyme in children’s names—Fazlu, Farida. ...He was asking Farida, “All right, tell me, ‘Dhabbu-ji stole’—what will be its future tense?” Farida replied, “Its future tense will be: Dhabbu-ji will go to jail.” Ramzan said to his beloved Farida, “Farida, forgive me. Yesterday I promised to meet you, but I completely forgot where I had promised to meet.” “No problem. I also forgot. I only remembered that someone had promised to meet me, but I forgot who had promised,” Farida replied. While giving her statement in court to obtain a divorce from her husband, Farida argued:…
1. A rich farmer had been trying desperately to marry off his daughters. One day he met Mulla Nasrudin. "I have several daughters," the farmer told the Mulla. "I would like to see them comfortably fixed. And I will say this, they won't go to their husbands without a little bit in the bank, either. The youngest one is twenty-three and she will take Rupees 25,000 with her. The next one is thirty-two, and she will take Rupees 50,000 with her. Another is forty-three and she will take Rupees 75,000 with her." "That's interesting," said Nasrudin. "I was just wondering if you have one about fifty years old." 2. Mulla Nasrudin's family was upset because the girl he was planning to marry was an atheist. "We'll not have you marrying an atheist," his mother said. "What can I do? I love her," the young Nasrudin said.
1. The mother told her little boy, Nasrudin, that if he stayed home and behaved himself, she would bring him something from the store. When she returned home, she asked him: "Well, were you a good little boy, Nasrudin?" "Oh," said Nasrudin, "I was gooder than good. Why, I was so good I could hardly stand myself." 2. "Please, mister, will you ring that doorbell for me?" asked little Nasrudin. The gentleman obliged with a beaming smile. "Now, sonny, what else should I do?" "Run like hell!" said Nasrudin. 3. A very voluble preacher was working himself into a frenzy during a sermon on hell and damnation. Little four-year-old Nasrudin in the congregation couldn't take his eyes off the wild figure in the pulpit. Finally he whispered to his mother: "What will we do if he ever gets loose?" 4.
Question: BELOVED OSHO, DID MULLA NASRUDDIN BECOME ENLIGHTENED? He must have -- because if he is not enlightened then nobody can be. To me, to laugh wholeheartedly is the greatest celebration that can happen to a man -- to laugh wholeheartedly, to become the laughter. Then no meditation is needed, it is enough. I will take one or two anecdotes from Nasruddin. Once it happened that Nasruddin and his friend Sheikh Abdullah lost their way in a forest. They tried and tried to find their way but then evening came, the night was descending, so they had to wait for the whole night under a tree. It was dangerous ground, there were many wild animals, and they had to keep awake because any moment they could be killed.
1. "Do you love me, Mulla?" whispered the girl. "Of course I do," Mulla Nasrudin whispered back. "Will you marry me then?" she asked. "LET'S NOT CHANGE THE SUBJECT?" said Nasrudin. 2. Mulla Nasrudin in the upper berth was awakened by a persistent tapping from below. "I am terribly cold down here. I wonder if you mind getting me a blanket," said a lady's voice. "I have a better idea," the Mulla replied sleepily. "Let's pretend we are married." "That sounds like a lovely idea," she giggled. "GOOD," said Nasrudin rolling over. 'NOW GO GET YOUR OWN DAMN BLANKET." 3. Mulla Nasrudin constantly irritated his friends with his eternal optimism. No matter how bad the situation, he would always say, "It could have been worse.