Once upon a time there was a king called Midas. He was
extremely fond of gold. Although he had a lot but he wanted more. Once he
thought that being in possession of the golden touch would make him the
happiest man. A wish god granted his wish promptly. That afternoon Midas was
sitting near an apple tree in the palace orchard. A ripe apple fell from the
tree in his front. He picked it up. It became gold. Midas realized that he had
been gifted with the golden touch. He was overwhelmed with joy. He entered the
palace with an ecstasy of joy. His little daughter, Marigold, came running to
her father. Midas took her up in his arms with an intensity of glee. But alas!
There was a statue of gold in his lap. The princess became all gold. The king
was at his wit’s end. A terrible shock rent his heart. The princess was no more
that Marigold. Now he needed Marigold and not gold. He was shedding bitter
tears. He realized his mistake and tried to rectify himself. Suddenly his face
beamed up. He remembered the wish god. He prayed to him to take away the golden
touch. The wish god heard the king’s prayer and lifted from him the golden
touch. Midas felt profoundly grateful. He took the princess again into his lap.
She became Marigold. Midas’ joys now knew no bounds. He grew wiser and gave up
his greed.
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