This is a
story of an old miser who lived in a house with a garden. The miser hid his
gold coins in a pit under some stones in the garden. Every day, before going to
bed, the miser went to the stones where he hid the gold and counted the coins.
He continued this routine every day, but not once did he spend the gold he
saved.
One day, a
thief who knew the old miser’s routine, waited for the old man to go back into
his house. After it was dark, the thief went to the hiding place and took the
gold. The next day, the old miser found that his treasure was missing and
started crying loudly.
His
neighbor heard the miser’s cries and inquired about what happened. On learning
what happened, the neighbor asked, "Why didn’t you save the money inside the
house? It would’ve been easier to access the money when you had to buy
something!"
"Buy ?",
said the miser, "I never used the gold to buy anything. I was never going to
spend it."
On hearing
this, the neighbor threw a stone into the pit and said, "If that is the case,
save the stone. It is as worthless as the gold you have lost."
The moral of this short story is that possession is just as worthy of what
it is used for.
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