One hot day, the Hodja was taking it easy in the shade of a walnut tree. After a time, he started eyeing speculatively, the huge pumkins growing on vines and the small walnuts growing on a majestic tree.
“Sometimes I just can’t understand the ways of God!” he mused. “Just fancy letting tiny walnuts grow on so majestic a tree and huge pumkins on the delicate vines!”
Just then a walnut snapped off and fell smack on the Hodja’s bald head. He got up at once and lifting up his hands and face to heavens in supplication said, “Oh, my God! Forgive my questioning your ways! You are all-wise. Where would I have been now, if pumpkins grew on trees!”