As you think, so shall you get

                            As you think, so shall you get

Once on a hot summer day the king of the land, on a visit to the distant parts of his realm, saw a beautiful garden on the way. The king was very thirsty. He got down from the horse and entered the garden. He saw a gardener tending Pomegranate trees. All the trees were laden with fruit.
" May I have some Pomegranate juice ?" asked the king.
The gardener plucked a ripe Pomegranate fruit and took it to his hut in a corner. In a few minutes a beautiful maiden brought a cupful of fresh rich juice for the king.
The king drank the delicious juice greedily. His thirst quenched, he looked around the garden and saw the fruit trees growing wild everywhere.
" How much profit do you make from selling this fruit?", he asked the gardener.
" Three hundred dinars", replied the innocent gardener.
" How much tax do you pay to the king ?", asked the king.
"Our king is very good.He takes one- tenth of the cultivated grain. He does not take any money from the fruit", answered the gardener.
The king saw the profusion of Pomegranate trees. " I have so many trees all over my kingdom", he thought, " I must start taxing orchards as well."
Pleased with his plan, the king decided to return immediately to his capital. Before leaving, he asked for some more Pomegranate juice.
The gardener had recognized his king but he pretended ignorance. He could almost read the thoughts passing through the king's mind as his eyes roved greedily over the Pomegranate trees. He went back to the hut and came out with a cup. But this time the cup had only a few drops of juice in it. The king was puzzled." Where is the juice? ", asked the king.
" My lord, when you asked for Pomegranate juice the first time, your heart was large and the fruit gave of its juice freely. But now I have squeezed five Pomegranates and this is all I could get."
The king turned to the gardener.
"  Can you explain this to me, gardener .", he asked .
" It is simple, my lord. Our king has a large heart. He lets the fruit grow wild and everyone partakes of it. The fruit knows it has his blessing, so it gives of its juice generously. Today, the fruit has felt that the king wishes to impose a tax on it. So it feels that the blessing has passed from it. And its juice has dried up."
The king felt ashamed of his greedy thoughts. He felt very sorry and banished the idea of imposing a tax on the fruit from his mind. His face became cheerful. The gardener observed the change of expression on the face of the king.
The king asked for some more juice. This time his cup was brimful with the delicious juice. He thanked the gardener and his daughter and went away happily.