Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there lived a wealthy and powerful king named Midas. He was known throughout the land for his riches, his grand palace, and his beautiful gardens. But above all else, King Midas was known for one thing—his love for gold. He treasured it more than anything in the world. He filled his vaults with golden coins, golden goblets, and golden statues. The more gold he had, the more he wanted.
Although King Midas had a lovely daughter named Marigold, and a peaceful kingdom, he was never satisfied. He believed that if he could just have more gold, he would finally be the happiest man alive.
One day, while walking through his garden, King Midas came across a mysterious figure. The stranger was dressed in glowing robes and had a wise, calm expression.
"You are a man of great wealth," the stranger said, "but I sense you are not content."
Midas, surprised but intrigued, replied, "You are right, stranger. I desire more gold. If I had the power to turn everything I touch into gold, I would finally be happy."
The stranger paused, then said, "Very well. From this moment on, everything you touch will turn to gold. But remember, not all that glitters is good."
Before Midas could ask what he meant, the stranger vanished into thin air.
At first, King Midas was overjoyed. He reached out and touched a rose. Instantly, the soft petals turned into bright, shining gold. Laughing with excitement, he ran through his palace, turning chairs, curtains, and even his breakfast into solid gold.
But the joy did not last long.
Midas sat down to eat, but the moment he picked up a piece of bread, it hardened into gold. The fruit, the water, even the napkin—all turned to gold in his hands. His stomach rumbled, but he could not eat anything.
Then he heard the soft footsteps of his daughter, Marigold, as she ran to greet him. She threw her arms around her father.
"No! Wait!" Midas shouted, but it was too late.
Marigold turned into a golden statue, frozen mid-embrace, her face still smiling.
Midas stared in horror. His beloved daughter, the one person he truly loved, was now a lifeless figure of gold. The weight of his mistake crashed down on him. What good was all the gold in the world, if it meant losing the ones he loved?
Falling to his knees, Midas cried out, "Please, take this curse away! I don't want the golden touch anymore. I just want my daughter back!"
As his tears fell to the ground, the stranger reappeared, his eyes kind but serious.
"You have learned your lesson, King Midas," he said. "The value of life is not in gold, but in love, joy, and the simple things we often take for granted."
With a wave of his hand, the stranger reversed the gift. The garden turned green again, the food returned to normal, and best of all—Marigold came back to life, her golden skin returning to its warm, rosy color.
Overcome with joy, Midas hugged her tightly, this time with no fear of losing her.
From that day forward, King Midas changed his ways. He no longer craved more gold. He spent time walking in the garden with Marigold, listening to his people, and helping those in need. He had learned that true happiness comes not from wealth, but from love, family, and the beauty of life itself.
The story of King Midas and his golden touch was told across the land, reminding everyone that greed can blind us to what truly matters—and that sometimes, the greatest treasures are the ones we already have.
Moral of the story:
Be careful what you wish for. Greed may bring riches, but it can also bring great loss. True wealth lies in the love and happiness we share with others.
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