A Zen Master lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening, while he was away, a thief sneaked into the hut only to find there was nothing in it to steal.
The Zen Master returned and found him. "You have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."
The thief was bewildered, but he took the clothes and ran away.
The Master sat naked, watching the moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, " I wish I could give him this beautiful moon."
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Having some valuable things in your hand to donate is something that purely depends upon your fate but the wish to give is purely your own. Obviously, we get fruits for that wish & not for things donated - Amit Jain
Mother Teresa says' "Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier."
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