He went to bed looking
at his saving and started day dreaming. "If I save this flour
till a famine day, it will fetch a good price" he thought. He continued
with his fantastic day dreaming.
With that money, he would buy a pair of goats. Soon he would have a whole flock of goats.
He would sell them and with the money, buy a bull and a cow. Soon, he would have a whole herd of cows.
He would sell these and buy a pair of horses. He would soon have several horses, become rich, buy a huge house, marry a rich girl and live happily.
Soon they would have a son, who in due course would start crawling. The child would go near the horses. And in his anger with his wife for not taking good care of the child, he would hit her.
So dreaming, he hit the pot with a stick, dreaming that he was hitting his dream wife.
Alas, his dreams all came to an end. He woke up with a shock to see the flour had all fallen to the ground.
"Do not count your
chicken before they are hatched".