A flock of doves regularly came to a field to feed on grains. --- the doves would fly away together. --- A dove hunter, --- He set up a huge net above the field --- The doves, unaware of the danger --- Desperate and frightened --- A young mouse, hearing their cries --- He instructed the doves to all fly up together --- the doves lifted the net and flew away. --- Moral...
The Story:
In a small village nestled amidst lush green fields, lived a weaver named Maya. Renowned for her vibrant silk threads and intricate patterns, Maya spent her days weaving beautiful tapestries. One sunny morning, a vibrant butterfly fluttered into her workshop, its wings a kaleidoscope of colors.
Mesmerized, Maya watched the butterfly dance among the threads, its movements fluid and graceful. An idea sparked within her. She began to weave the butterfly's delicate flight into her tapestry, capturing the vibrant hues and intricate patterns of its wings.
Days turned into weeks, and Maya poured her heart and soul into the creation. She imagined the butterfly's joy as it flitted from flower to flower, its wings catching the sunlight. As she wove, a sense of peace settled over her.
Finally, the tapestry was complete – a masterpiece of vibrant colors and intricate designs, a testament to the beauty of the butterfly. Maya hung it proudly in her workshop.
One day, a young girl from the village, her eyes wide with wonder, gazed at the tapestry. "Oh, how beautiful!" she exclaimed. "It's like the butterfly has come to life!"
Maya smiled. "It's a reminder," she said gently, "that beauty can be found in the most unexpected places. We must simply open our eyes and appreciate the wonders around us."
Moral:
Beauty exists in the simplest of things. By observing and appreciating the beauty around us, we can find inspiration and joy in the everyday.
A flock of doves regularly
came --- After filling their stomachs --- A dove hunter watch these birds --- huge
net fell over them --- we are trapped --- idea --- carried the net together ---
went to a mouse --- set all the doves free --- Moral.
The Story.
Every
day a flock of doves regularly came to field, where a farmer used to dry his
grains. After filling their stomachs, they flew back home.
A
dove hunter watch these doves come there every day. He then planned to hunt the
doves. The next day as usual the doves came to the regular place for eating.
When they were happily eating the grains, suddenly a huge net fell down over
them and the doves were trapped by the hunter.
They
were all shocked. Hey! we are trapped what do we do now, one of them said. But
the dove king wise. I have an idea that is we all must act together. We shall
all fly up together and carrying the net with us to the friend's place. As
advised by the dove king, they carried the net together and flew away.
They
went to a mouse, who was one of their best friends. Please help and set us free
by cutting the net with your sharp teeth. Don't worry I will do it now.
The mouse cut the net with
his teeth and set all the doves free. The doves were very grateful to the
little mouse for saving them, and flew away together happily.
Long time ago the
Earth was dark in the Dreamtime. There was no light and the ground was very
cold and black. Heavy gray clouds blocked out the light and heat and these
clouds were so low that the animals had to crawl. The emu was limping and
bending its neck until it almost reached the ground. Kangaroos could not jump
and birds could only fly a few feet in the air. Only snakes were happy because
they lived close to the surface of the earth.
The animals lived
crawling around the damp dark ground, feeling for fruits and berries. It was
very difficult for these animals to find food and often several days passed
between meals. The Wombat became so tired by frequent collisions of creatures
with it that it dug itself a hole and learned to sleep in it for a long time.
In the end, the birds felt that they could not bear more than that, so they
called for a meeting that included all the animals. And the Magpie suggested
that they raise the sky by assembling sticks to push the sky up. All the
animals agreed and considered it a good idea and decided to collect the sticks.
Each Magpie took a large stick and began to push the sky up.
Emu, kangaroo, and
wombat looked at the Magpies as they slowly lifted the sky up, using sticks as
levers, and set the sky first on large rocks and then on small hills. The
ground was still dark, but the emu could at least extend their legs and the
kangaroo could make high, confident leaps. The Magpies kept pushing the sky
higher and higher until they reached the top of the highest mountain in all the
earth. And after a great effort, they gave the sky a final push, and it rose up
in the air. And as she rose, she parted, and the warmth flowed through her.
Light poured out into the ground beneath her, and the whole sky was filled with
beautiful red and yellow colors. That was the first sunrise.
Enjoying the beauty,
the light and the warmth, the Magpies began to sing and their song spread
across the land. And now, every morning, when the sun rises in the east, it
kindles a fire to prepare the torch with which it will move across the sky
daily. This is the fire that will give the first light of dawn and then the sun
will take the torch and begin its daily journey across the sky. And when it
reaches the western edge of the world, it extinguishes its heading flame. After
that she sits down and redecorates herself in the amazing red and yellow to
prepare for her long underground journey back to the primeval point in the
East. And yet, every day, when the sun rises and lights a fire in the early
morning, all the Magpies greet them with their beautiful singing.
Long ago --- a
young prince who wanted --- Best wife --- Whom he could trust --- hold a match
--- flower seed --- become my bride --- huge celebration --- carrying a clay
pot --- choose his wife --- exchanged my seed --- the girl was honest --- got
married --- whole village celebrated all night ---
Long ago, there
was a young prince who wanted to find his best wife. The prince wanted to marry
a beautiful girl. But above all, he wanted to marry an honest girl whom he
could trust. One day, the prince decided how to choose the right wife. "I
will hold a match, and all the girls in the village can participate," he
declared. And the girls of the village gathered to hear the prince's speech.
They were all very beautiful, and ardently desired to marry the handsome
prince. 'I know how to choose my wife from you,' declared the prince. 'I will
give each of you a flower seed, and the girl who will plant the biggest and
most beautiful flower will become my bride.' Each girl took a seed and promised
to return the following month for a festival at which the prince would choose
his bride. The festival will be a huge celebration, and the whole village will
attend so that they know who will become the Prince's bride.
The month passed
quickly, and soon the day of the festival came. Food was plentiful, music was
pleasant, celebrations and predictions abounded among the villagers. Each girl
arrived in turn, and each carried her flower
in a small clay vase, and each
flower was more beautiful and smelled more beautiful than the last. But a shy
and quiet girl from the village arrived carrying a clay pot containing nothing
but dirt. In the middle of the pot, the seed was alone without a flower. The
girls with beautiful flowers said to her: "Why did you come even though
you did not sow a flower from your seed?" The villagers mocked and mocked
her for not being able to grow a simple flower while the other girls succeeded.
They asked her: "How did you not succeed in growing a flower from your
seed?" Then all the villagers suddenly fell silent.
The prince has
arrived, and it is time for him to choose his wife. The prince looked at all
the flowers and admired their beauty. And each girl was convinced that the
prince chose her to become his bride. But when the prince stood before the girl
carrying a vessel containing nothing but the seed, he surprised her and said,
"You will be my bride." The villagers were very surprised, but the
prince said to them, "I choose this girl because all the seeds I gave you
were sterile. I boiled them with water so that no flowers would grow from them.
Surely the other girls exchanged my seed for another so that you could grow
these flowers and deceive me, but this the girl was honest, so I choose her to
be my bride." So the young prince and the young girl got married on the
same day, and the whole village celebrated all night, and they ate and drink to
the marriage of the prince and his honest bride.
The Story.There was a tiger in
the forest that would hunt day and night. The other animals would be afraid of
the tiger because he was the biggest and most powerful animals of all.
Night
and day they feared that the bloodthirsty tiger would prey on them and devour them.
The antelope, the pigs, even the monkeys were scared and they could do nothing
about the fierce tiger. But nothing happened to the bloodthirsty tiger.
The only animal not afraid was the rabbit. He lived under
the ground and would come out for food only when he was sure the forest was
safe.
One evening, at the meeting place all the animals were gathered. ‘Monkey
asked, what can we do about the fierce tiger?’ pigs said now we are tired of
being scared. It was then that the clever rabbit stood up and said: ‘you leave
him to me and soon we will live without fear.’ The animals were very thankful
to the rabbit, but they did not have faith in that such a small creature could
help them get rid of the big, ferocious tiger. ‘You’re only small,’ they said.
‘What will you do against such a big and strong tiger?’ Just wait and see,
’said the clever rabbit, jumping over to the side of the tiger’s den in the
dense forest.
When the clever rabbit approached the tiger he was very
scared but why did he keep his heart and was sure to work on his plan. ‘I have
come to inform you that there is a more powerful tiger in this forest than
you,’ he said. ‘It’s impossible! ‘The tiger growled. ‘I am the most powerful
tiger and now I will eat you up right now to prove it. ‘But why am I telling
the truth,’ replied the clever rabbit. ‘This tiger has captured my brother and
has warned me that he will come back and challenge any animals that he thinks
is more powerful than him. ‘Show me where he is,’ the tiger demanded, ‘and
we’ll see who is more powerful. ‘‘If you show me,’ replied the rabbit, ‘’do you
promise not to eat me or my brother up?’ ‘I promise,’ said the Tiger. And so
the rabbit and the tiger went together.
Moments later, the rabbit knelt down and pretended not to
continue the search. ‘I’m so tired,’ she said. "Can you carry me?"
The tiger agreed to carry the clever rabbit with his big paws and continued his
journey.
It was not long before the two of them reached a small
clearing in the jungle where there was a very deep well with water at the
bottom. ‘The tiger that has challenged you sits at the bottom of this well,’
said the clever rabbit. ‘And with him is your little brother? The tiger asked.
Yes, he is with him. But you won't eat us because you promised. The tiger
smiled and slowly moved to the edge of the deep well. When he reached the edge
of the well, he looked down into the darkness and thought that he had seen a
tiger holding a rabbit. You will now fulfill your promise and save my brother.
Said the clever rabbit. I won’t do anything like that! The tiger growled. I
will eat you and your brother and destroy the tiger that has challenged me in
my own forest!
But as the words came out of the tiger's mouth, the
clever rabbit jumped on him and left the tiger to fight his enemy alone. What
the tiger did not understand was that he saw his reflection in the water at the
bottom of the well. The bloodthirsty tiger jumped into the well thinking it was
attacking its enemy. But instead of another tiger waiting at the bottom of the
well, he was confronted with only dark and cold water. He tried and sprinkled
water and did his best to pull himself out of the well with his claws. But
eventually the bloodthirsty tiger lost its strength and drowned. ‘You’ll be big
and powerful, said the clever rabbit, ‘but I am the cleverest!’
When the rabbit returned to the interview center, he
informed all the other animals that the bloodthirsty tiger had died. ‘Now you
can all live without any fear! ‘He shouted.
The animals were very happy and very grateful to the
clever rabbit, and there was a great celebration that night because the forest
was finally saved from the bloodthirsty tiger forever.
The story revolves around two
friends were walking in the middle of the desert. At one point in their journey
they had a big fight, slapping each other in the face. Hair that was beaten
pain and severe, but it is without saying a word, wrote on the sand: -
"today my best friend slapped me in the face. "They then continued on
until they reached a beautiful oasis, and decided to bathe in the Oasis lake,
but the young man who had been previously slapped got stuck in a mud swamp and
started to drown. His friend rushed to him and saved him. Then the young man
wrote that nearly drowns on a large rock, the following sentence: - "today
my best friend saved my life. "And here the friend who slapped him and
saved him asked him: - "after I hurt you, I wrote on the sand, and now you
write on the rock, so why so? "The young man replied: -" when someone
hurts us we have to write his abuse on the sand so that the wind of oblivion
clears it. But when someone does us a favor, we have to dig it into the rock so
that we never forget it and never wind it up.
"The lesson of this short
story: be tolerant, don't forget who did you a favor. You don't appreciate the
things you have, but the people you have around you.
On the evening of a cold, rainy winter day, black
clouds fill the sky and cover the mountain peaks. The sun disk is hidden at the
far end of the horizon at sunset. The Nightingale stood at the tip of a branch
at the top of a tree of dusky trees that filled the forest.
Nightingale was not ready to sing. He was
standing silent, contemplating the sight of darkness and dim light the moment
he left.
Suddenly a small worm came out from among the
hardened tangled twigs of the cold. Their color is mixed with the color of the
trees. It has washed rainwater. They rarely go out of her house at this time
for fear of the cold and her life.
The worm said to the Nightingale: days ago I was
watching you from my nearby house, you sad Nightingale. What's wrong with you?
Why remain silent not to sing at such a time of every day?! When I see you near
my home happy. And I'm waiting to hear your sweet, sweet singing. Waiting a
long time. And remain silent.
The Nightingale looked at her tearfully. But he
didn't answer her question. Sigh a deep sigh. It's like the air comes out of
the depths of his heart. Then he turned over again where he was seen. He
contemplated the distant horizon silently. Where he sees nothing but darkness.
The green worm approached him and said: you
grieve my friend at this time of every evening for the day of your short life
to go. Right?
The sad Nightingale shook his head. He knows the
value of life and the value of time, because life is short and live long. And
knows the importance of his voice when the inhabitants of the forest of birds,
insects, wild animals and different. And even the monsters of the forest love
his beautiful voice.
The wise worm got closer. She was old. In her
soft, gentle voice, she said: I see that you have to grieve more, my son, for
another reason. Because your grief this prevents you from singing and spreading
joy throughout the forest, among its inhabitants, trees and flowers.
The Nightingale looked at her again. He didn't
understand what the worm meant to say. In his eyes he had big question marks.
But he remained silent. As usual at this time of the day.
The worm approached something slightly until it
became close to the tip of the twig on which the Nightingale stands. The twig
bent. And focus.
The Nightingale almost lost its balance and fell.
But he moved his wings. He held the tip of the twig firmly and swung in the air
and the worm swung with him and showed signs of fear. Until the twig is fixed
anew.
I laughed worm from the depths of her heart. Then
she said to Nightingale, his face yellow, " see?"! You love life,
confusion even in this time that saddens you. Be happy, my friend, with all the
Times of life. And everyone around you. And do not succumb to grief. Tomorrow
is a new day.
The Nightingale turned to her and his fear
subsided and the smile returned to his beautiful face. And he said, "
Believe You, wise worm.". I promise I won't stop singing after today. And
I'll keep singing and singing. Until I can't sing.
The worm shouted with joy a very unusual loud
voice from a worm like her until all the inhabitants of the forest heard it,
and she said: Thank You, Beautiful. Thanks. We're all in the forest love you
and love your voice.
The forest animals learned
about this dialogue. She told her children about this incident. It was told
generation after generation. Even today it has become one of the most famous
forest stories.
Once upon a time,
in the middle of a dense forest, there was a small house, where lived a pretty
little girl named Little Red Riding Hood. One sunny day, her mother called her
into the kitchen of their little house.
"Grandma is
sick" she said. "Take her this basket of cakes, but be very careful!
Stay on the path through the forest and don't stop! If you walk quickly, no
harm will come to you."
"Don't
worry", she said. "I will run to Grandma's without stopping."
Little Red Riding Hood kissed her mother and left. The little girl started her
long trip through the forest.
...But she soon
forgot the wise words of her mother.
She saw a patch of
strawberries under a tree. "What lovely strawberries!" she exclaimed,
laying her basket on the ground. "They are so nice and ripe... and so big!
Delicious! I'll maybe just have one more..." Suddenly Little Red Riding
Hood remembered her mother, her promise, her grandmother, and the basket... She
hurried back towards the path.
The wood became
thicker and thicker. A yellow butterfly flew down through the trees. "Oh,
how pretty!" she cried. And she chased the butterfly through the trees.
"I'll catch you!"
Then she saw some
large daisies in the grass. "Oh, how beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Grandma will love them!" And she picked a huge bunch of flowers.
Meanwhile, two menacing eyes watched her from behind a
tree. A strange noise in the woods made Little Red Riding Hood's jump with
fright, and her heart started to thump. "I must find the path and run away
from here, quickly!"
Little Red Riding
Hood ran and ran, and finally found the path. But as soon as she started to
relax she another strange noise behind her...
... A very big
voice which said: "Hello, little girl. Why are you walking in the forest
all alone? Where are you going?"
"I'm taking
some cakes to my grandma. She lives at the end of this path," said Little
Riding Hood in a very small voice.
"Does your
grandma live alone?" asked the wolf (for it was the Big Bad Wolf who she
was talking to!)
"Oh,
yes," replied Little Red Riding Hood, "and she never opens the door
to strangers!"
"You have a
very clever grandma," answered the wolf. "Well, it was very nice
talking to you. Maybe we'll meet again!"
The wolf left,
thinking "Mmmmm, I will first eat the grandma, and I will wait for the
little girl to come."
The wolf arrived at
the end of the path, where the little house stood. Knock! Knock! the wolf
knocked on the door.
"Who's
there?" called Grandma from her bed.
"It's me,
Little Red Riding Hood. I have brought you cakes because you are sick,"
answered the wolf, trying his best to hide his big wolf voice.
"Oh, that's
marvelous!" said Grandma. She didn't notice anything strange. "Come
in!"
Poor Grandma! In
less than two seconds the wolf had jumped across the room and swallowed the old
lady. Gulp! Then, the wolf put on grandma's dress and hat, and slid into the
bed.
Soon, Little Red
Riding Hood knocked on the door. "Grandma, it's me. May I come in?"
The wolf tried to
imitate Grandma's small voice, and answered "Hello my dear! Come in!"
"What a big
voice you have, Grandma!" said the little girl, in surprise.
"It's to greet
you better, my dear," said the wolf.
"And what big
eyes you have, grandma..."
"It's to see
you better, my dear!"
"And what big
hands you have!" exclaimed Little Red Riding Hood, approaching the bed.
"It's to hug
you better, my dear!" said the wolf.
"... And what
a big mouth you have," murmured the little girl in a feeble voice.
"It's better
to EAT you with!" growled the wolf, and he leapt out of the bed and
swallowed her as well. Then with a full stomach he fell asleep.
At this moment a
hunter emerged from the forest. He saw the house and decided to stop and ask
for a glass of water. He was looking for a big wolf who had been terrorizing
the village.
The hunter heard a
strange whistling inside the house. He looked through the window and saw the
big wolf snoring on Grandma's bed. "The wolf! He won't escape me this
time!" cried the hunter.
The hunter opened
the stomach of the wolf and, to his surprise, out popped Grandma and Little Red
Riding Hood, safe and sound."Oh, thank you!" said the old lady.
"It's safe to
go home now", said the hunter to Little Red Riding Hood. "The big bad
wolf is dead, there is no more danger on the path."
Little Red Riding
Hood's mother arrived at Grandma's house when the sun was setting. She had been
worried when her daughter hadn't returned home. When she saw Little Red Riding
Hood she burst into tears of joy. "Oh, you're safe!"
After having
thanked the hunter again, Little Red Riding Hood and her mother walked back
home through the forest.
As they were walking quickly under the trees, the
little girl said to her mother: "We must always stay on the path and never
stop. If we do that, we will stay safe."
An old farmer --- sons quarrel ---
a bundle of sticks --- asks them to break it --- none succeeds --- unties the
bundle sticks broken in no time --- Moral.
There lived an old farmer in a
certain village. He had three sons. They were always quarreling with one
another. He felt very anxious about them. One day he tied a number of sticks
into a bundle and asked them to break it. They tried, one after the other, but
could not. He, then, untied the bundle and asked them to break the sticks one
by one. They did so in no time. This was a golden chance for him to give them a
piece of advice. “My sons,” he said, “like these sticks, you will be strong and powerful, as long as you are
united. But you will all be ruined, if there is no unity among you.”
A shepherd ---
looks after sheep --- cries “wolf! wolf!” for fun --- villagers run for help
--- no wolf --- return in anger --- repeats the joke twice --- a wolf really
comes --- cries “wolf! wolf!” --- nobody comes to his help --- result.
A young shepherd
used to graze his sheep in a jungle. One day he thought of a strange joke. He shouted
out “wolf! wolf!” and the villagers ran to his help, with sticks in their
hands.
But there was no wolf to be seen, and the shepherd stood laughing. They cursed
him and went away. After a few days he repeated the same joke. The villager
came to his help again, but his joke filled them with anger.
One day, a wolf
actually came there. The shepherd cried, “wolf! wolf!” at the top of his voice.
But the villagers did not attend to his cries. He did not return till sunset. They
went to the jungle and saw him as well as many sheep torn to pieces. He lost
his life for a silly joke.
Two boys take a
house examination --- one copies and passes --- the other honest but fails ---
later the dishonesty of the first found out --- punished --- the Headmaster
makes a short speech honesty.
Khawar and Jamil
were very weak students of class nine. Khawar copied every day during the
annual examination, and obtained very high marks in all the papers. On the
other hand, Jamil failed in all the subjects because he did not believe in
copying. His promotion to class ten was out of question.
Kawar could not pull
on with the class. The Headmaster sent for his old class-teacher and asked him
about Khawar. He said that he was at the tail of the class. “Then how did he
succeed?” said the Headmaster. “He might have copied,” remarked the
class-teacher. The answer-books were checked and the truth soon came to light. He
was punished for copying and was demoted to class nine. Khawar could not see
eye to eye with everybody and decided never to copy in future.
A wood-cutter
cutting a tree --- axe falls into the river --- weeps --- a god --- dives ---
shows a golden axe --- “not mine” --- a silver axe --- “not mine” --- his iron
axe --- takes it --- reward.
A poor wood-cutter
was felling a tree on the bank of a river. By chance his axe fell into it and
he began to weep. Mercury, a kind god, happened to pass that way. He asked him
what the matter was. When he learnt the whole story, he took pity on the poor old
man. He jumped into the river, and showed him a golden axe. “Is it yours?” he
asked. “No, sir,” replied the wood-cutter; “mine was not so beautiful.” He
dived again and brought out a silver axe. “Is it yours?” he asked again. “No
sir,” replied the honest man. “Mine was not so bright.” He dived for the third
time and brought out the iron axe which had been lost. “Oh! Yes, that is mine,”
exclaimed the wood-cutter, as soon as he saw it. Mercury was greatly pleased
with the wood-cutter. And he gave him all the three axe as a reward for his honesty.
A miller and his
son --- drive their donkey --- none riding --- laughed at ---- boy riding ---
laughed at --- old man riding --- laughed at --- both riding --- laughed at ---
decide to carry the donkey --- it is frightened as they cross a bridge ---
falls down --- drowned --- Moral.
An old miller and
his son were going to the fair, one day. But neither of the two was riding it. People
laughed at their folly, and the father asked his son to ride. Soon they met
another group of people, who did not like the old man going on foot. So the son
got down and asked his father to ride the donkey.
Now they met a
group of women who cursed the old man for being so cruel to his son.
So the son
rode behind his father. Soon they met some young meri. They rebuked them for
their cruelty to the donkey and asked them to carry it on their shoulders. They
did so by tying its legs with a strong rope and passing a bamboo through these.
But the donkey was frightened, when they were crossing a bridge. It broke loose
fell into the stream below and drowned.
Prince Humayun
taken seriously ill --- no physician could succeed in curing him --- Babar,
losing all hope, offered his own life for saving his son’s --- went round, the
patient’s bed thrice prayer granted.
The Story.
Humayun was the
eldest son of Kind Babar. Once he was taken seriously ill. His condition became
very critical one day. Babar was advised to sacrifice his dearest possession
for the sake of the prince. He felt that it was his one life. So he went thrice
round the patient’s bed, praying that he might fall ill in place of his son. And,
lo! God granted his prayer. Babar was taken ill, and Humayun began to feel
better day by day. At last he recovered and the king passed away.
A farmer’s daughter
--- a bucket full of milk on the head --- going to market --- begins thinking
about becoming rich and refusing offers of marriage --- tosses her head in
pride ----
The Story.
A farmer sent his
daughter to the market for selling milk. She put the pot on her head and said
to herself, “This milk would be sold out in no time. And it would fetch a lot
of money for my father. After a few months, my father would become very rich. He
would, then, receive many offers for my marriage. Tossing my head, I would
refuse them all.” But the moment she did so, the pot fell down. It broke into
pieces and the milk was all spilt on the ground. Tears welled up into her eyes
and she returned home full of great grief.
A king hiding from
enemies in a cave --- saw a spider trying to climb up --- each time it neared
the roof it fell back…….
The Story.
King Bruce of
Scotland fought against the English again and again. But he was always defeated
at their hands. He was so disappointed that he ran away into a jungle and did
himself in a cave.
One day he saw a
spider trying to reach its cobweb near the ceiling. He saw it go up and fall
down nine times. Nevertheless it did not lose heart. At last it tried for the
tenth time, and its efforts were crowned with success. “If a spider,” he
exclaimed, “can succeed by trying again and again, there is no reason why I should
not.” He left the cave and led his forces against the English army once again. They
fought hard and won the battle. Thus he succeeded in liberating his country.
A slave has cruel
master --- runs away --- goes into a jungle --- hears a lion’s groan ---
removes a thorn from its paw --- the slave arrested --- put before a lion ---
it licks his feet --- is set free.
The Story.
Once a slave ran
away from his cruel master. He took refuge in a jungle. One day he heard a
groan from behind a bush. Before long he saw a lion holding out its paw towards
him. Trembling with fear, he went near the beast. He saw a big thorn in it. He
pulled it out. The lion licked his hands and went away.
The slave was
captured after a few days. He was sentenced to be thrown into the cage of a
hungry lion. Many people gathered there to witness the scene. But a strange
sight met their eyes. Instead of tearing him into pieces, the lion began to
lick his feet. It was the same lion which had been helped by him in the jungle.
He told them the whole story and the judge set him free.
Two cats steal a piece of cheese --- quarrel over
its division --- a monkey acts as a judge --- eats cheese bit by bit --- his
fee.
The Story.
Two cats stole a piece of cheese from a certain
house. They ran away to the nearest jungle to divide it into two halves. But a
quarrel sprang up between them. And they did not know how to patch it up. An old
monkey came forward to settle the dispute. He took a pair of scales and put a
piece in each pan. One was heavier than the other. He ate a little out of it,
and put it into the pan again. This time the other piece became heavier. He ate
a little out of that and put it back into the pan. In this way, he went on
eating the pieces little by little. At last the cats requested him to give them
the small unequal pieces that were left behind. But he ate those up saying that
it was his fee for deciding the case.
A monkey lives near
a shoe-maker’s house --- spoils everything in his absence --- a plan to get rid
of him --- pretends to cut his throat with a razor ---- goes in --- finds the monkey
dead on his return.
The Story.
A mischievous
monkey lived in a tree near the shop of a poor shoe-maker. It sat on the
nearest branch for hours and saw him at work. But it came down to work like
him, as soon as he went in. In this way it spoiled the leather and damaged many
shoes. But it jumped out of his reach the moment it saw him.
One day he thought
of a clever plan to get rid of his enemy. He sat down in his shop in full view
of the monkey. He pretended to cut his throat with a razor. Then he left it on
the floor and went in. on his return he was delighted to see the monkey lying
dead in a pool of blood.
Rainy day --- a traveler
reaches an inn --- door closed --- inn-keeper asks for a silver key --- a rupee
pushed in --- door opened --- inn-keeper asked to bring in luggage --- shuts
door --- knocks --- the traveler wants a silver key --- gets his rupee back.
The Story.
A traveler knocked
at the door of an inn one stormy night. “Please, sir,” said the inn-keeper, “I
cannot open the door without a silver key.” He pushed in a rupee and was let in.
“Kindly bring my luggage in,” said the traveler. But no sooner did the
inn-keeper go out than the traveler bolted the door. He returned empty-handed,
as the traveler had no luggage at all. He knocked at the door and shouted out, “Your
luggage is nowhere to be found. Please open the door to let me in.” “I am
sorry,” replied the traveler, “that it cannot be opened without a silver key.”
The inn-keeper understood what he meant and did the same.
