Once upon a time, there was a Miser who had buried his gold in a secret spot within his garden. Every day, he would visit the location, unearth his treasure, and meticulously count each piece to ensure nothing was missing. The Miser made numerous trips, unaware that a cunning Thief had been observing his actions and had deduced the whereabouts of the hidden gold. Under the cover of darkness, the Thief silently dug up the treasure and swiftly absconded with it.
Upon discovering the loss, the Miser was overwhelmed with grief and despair. He lamented, groaned, cried, and even resorted to tearing his own hair in anguish. A passerby happened to hear his anguished cries and approached to inquire about the matter.
"What has happened?" asked the passerby, noticing the Miser's distress.
"My gold! Oh, my gold!" wailed the Miser frantically. "Someone has robbed me!"
The passerby, taken aback, pointed at the hole where the gold had been buried and questioned the Miser's decision. "Your gold was there, in that hole? Why did you choose to hide it there? Why didn't you keep it securely within your house, where you could easily access it when needed for purchases?"
"Purchase!" the Miser screamed, his anger flaring. "I never even touched that gold. I couldn't bear the thought of spending any of it."
Seizing upon the Miser's revelation, the stranger grabbed a large stone nearby and tossed it into the hole. "If that's the case," the stranger remarked, "then cover up that hole with this stone. It holds just as much value to you as the treasure you lost!"
The moral of the story is that saving and spending wisely is commendable when done for a purpose. Otherwise, mere possession holds little worth unless we put it to good use.
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