Mr. Miser

 Mr. Miser  मिस्टर जी

A miser once existed. He made a block of gold out of all of his money and buried it in a hole.
He dug it up every day, grinning to see it.
The gold chunk was taken one evening. The miser was now sobbing. He was crying when a friend of his saw him and said, "You ought to place a stone in the hole and gaze at it each day. When you had money, you never spent it. In any case, was it superior than a stone?"

मिस्टर जी

एक समय एक कंजूस थियो। उसले आफ्नो सबै पैसाबाट सुनको टुक्रा बनाएर प्वालमा गाडे।
उसले हरेक दिन यसलाई खन्यो, त्यो देखेर मुस्कुरायो।
सुनको टुक्रा एक साँझ लगियो। अभागी अब रुँदै थियो । उसको एक साथीले उसलाई देखेपछि ऊ रोएको थियो र भन्यो, "तिमीले प्वालमा ढुङ्गा राख्नुपर्छ र त्यसलाई दिनहुँ हेरिरहनुपर्छ। जब तिमीसँग पैसा थियो, तिमीले त्यो कहिल्यै खर्च गरेनौ। जे भए पनि, त्यो ढुङ्गा भन्दा राम्रो थियो। ?"