Resting under a massive walnut tree, Mulla noticed a tiny pumpkin growing on a frail vine nearby. He looked up at the sky and said, "Lord, your ways are strange. Why put a tiny walnut on a massive tree, and a huge pumpkin on a tiny vine? You should've switched them." Just then, a walnut dropped from the top branches and nailed him right on the forehead. Rubbing his bruised head, Mulla looked up and said, "I take it back, Lord! You know exactly what you're doing. If that had been a pumpkin, I’d be dead right now."