Once upon a time there lived a poor but a wise goldsmith. He had his shop in the village’s main market. One day he was sitting in his shop when an elderly man entered the shop. He was in scurry. He demanded for a pair of scales to weigh his gold. The goldsmith thought a while and then said politely, “Dear Sir! I neither have a broom nor a strainer.” The old man shouted and said, “I am not asking for a strainer or a broom. I am just asking you for a pair of scales.” The goldsmith repeated what he said before. This time the aged man furiously shouted and said, “Don’t joke with me I am hardly in need for a pair of scales.” The goldsmith said, “Sir! I didn’t want you to become irritated, I was saying that again and again because you look at yourself, see your hands are wavering so when you will put the gold on the scales due to your shaking hands it will fell down then you will ask for a broom to collect it and then you will say that dust mixed up with it so you will be in need of a strainer. That is why I was saying that I neither have a broom nor a strainer.” The man was apologetic and left the shop.