Near Ujjain the seat of high learning in the northern part of central India, there was a certain forest.
And in that forest by a tree, a close friendship developed between a swan and a crow.
One hot sweltering afternoon, the crow was appalled to see a strange sight.
A tired hunter was having a disturbed sleep underneath the tree. And the swan, perched on a low-hanging proximate branch, was rendering royal service by fanning him with his wings!
"You are downright mad, my noble friend! And don't you know that you are doing service to a heartless hunter of the bird kind?" chastised the crow.
The undeterred swan waved the crow away. And the crow flew back to its high perch on the tree.
After quite a while, the hunter suddenly turned wide awake — on receiving on the face a dropping let loose inadvertantly by the foolisi crow.
And concluding that it was but the swan that had done it, the hunter instinctively raised his bow and released a fatal arrow at the noble benefactor.
"The fatal friendship with the foolish!"
"Never go near or help a born enemy".
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
The Brahmin and the Burning Snake
"Give a snake a good name and it will turn out to be a good snake!"
Thus thought a good brahmin as he saw a vicious cobra trapped helplessly in a bush fire.
And taking out his stick and tying to its end his empty bag, he extended it to the cobra. The cobra promptly curled itself into the bag. After scooping it out thus, the well-meaning brahmin let the cobra loose.
The cobra however, following its vicious nature of 'converse gratitude', made a beeline to bite the benefactor himself to death.
A Witnessing fox, feigning ignorance, sought for and got the details of the incident straight from the cobra itself.
"No I cannot believe your story, Mr.Cobra. It is hard to get convinced that you could successfully have adjusted your very lengthy self into that tiny bag," sneered the clever fox,
"I dare you demonstrate it", he challenged the cobra.
Thereupon, the cobra duly entered an coiled itself entirely, inside the bag.
"Do lift up the stick and fling that bag right into the bush fire, Mr.Foolish Good", ordered fox.
There-upon, the brahim followed the advice immediately.
"It is extremely hot here and I am beginning to burn. Do save me!", pleaded piteously the cobra.
"You evil being — who planned to harm your own saviour himself—, should now undergo the punishment due, for your unpardonable crime," retorted the fox to the burning cobra.
Thus thought a good brahmin as he saw a vicious cobra trapped helplessly in a bush fire.
And taking out his stick and tying to its end his empty bag, he extended it to the cobra. The cobra promptly curled itself into the bag. After scooping it out thus, the well-meaning brahmin let the cobra loose.
The cobra however, following its vicious nature of 'converse gratitude', made a beeline to bite the benefactor himself to death.
A Witnessing fox, feigning ignorance, sought for and got the details of the incident straight from the cobra itself.
"No I cannot believe your story, Mr.Cobra. It is hard to get convinced that you could successfully have adjusted your very lengthy self into that tiny bag," sneered the clever fox,
"I dare you demonstrate it", he challenged the cobra.
Thereupon, the cobra duly entered an coiled itself entirely, inside the bag.
"Do lift up the stick and fling that bag right into the bush fire, Mr.Foolish Good", ordered fox.
There-upon, the brahim followed the advice immediately.
"It is extremely hot here and I am beginning to burn. Do save me!", pleaded piteously the cobra.
"You evil being — who planned to harm your own saviour himself—, should now undergo the punishment due, for your unpardonable crime," retorted the fox to the burning cobra.
INSIDE ANIMALKIND
Once a king on a hunt got seperated from his party and lost his way in a forest. He spoted a sage in deep mediatation and waited patiently, till the sage came bacvk to, and opened his eyes.
Impressed, the sage pressed him on to get a boon out of him. The boon ultimately chosen by the king was to be blessed with the gift of 'foriegn body entry'....... of the capacity for his soul to leave his own safely deposited body for a temporary while and to enter into any corpse, to be able to move around in its revived condition.
With the boon granted thus, the king tried it on animal kind.... after depositing his own body in the safety of a hole of a tree.... and his soul entered the dead body of a blue bull, a beast bigger than a big deer. And the revived blue bull, guided by the soul of the king, roamed hither and thither, till he came across and got killed by a leopard that descended unexpectedly in a yellow flash from the branch of a tree.
The king then entered into a dead cobra. And feeling hungry inside the revived cobra, the hunted for and captured a live frog. Next began the slow, natural process of swallowing it.The fading erooks of the choking frog drew sharp the attention of a mangoose, a venon-proof mortal enemy of the reptile kind. soon a life and struggle followed, eulminating in the victory of the mongoose. The mongoose then bit off the dead cobra to pieces and consumed them all.
The soul of the king there-upon entered a dead tiger. The revived tiger was soon joined by a tigress, but drew sharp the jealousy of a passing tiger. The passing tiger gave a ferocious fight and also killed off the tiger.
Entering then into the body of a dead ant, the king soon joined the army of its fellow-ants, Enroute, an army of a different species of ants gave battle and the ant got killed in the process.
Spothing a dead dove, the king's soul entered into it and joined its covey in flight. However on alighting, the birds got themselves trapped in a net. The hunter toncerned came to the scene some while later, wrung their necks to death and flung them all into his shoulder sack.
The king had enough and went back to his own body in the hole of the tree. Finding a python making its slow process to creep into the hole in order to swallow the body, the king hastened back into it and jumped, in time, right out escaping the snatch of the python.
And then the king hurried back to his own people and kingdom
Impressed, the sage pressed him on to get a boon out of him. The boon ultimately chosen by the king was to be blessed with the gift of 'foriegn body entry'....... of the capacity for his soul to leave his own safely deposited body for a temporary while and to enter into any corpse, to be able to move around in its revived condition.
With the boon granted thus, the king tried it on animal kind.... after depositing his own body in the safety of a hole of a tree.... and his soul entered the dead body of a blue bull, a beast bigger than a big deer. And the revived blue bull, guided by the soul of the king, roamed hither and thither, till he came across and got killed by a leopard that descended unexpectedly in a yellow flash from the branch of a tree.
The king then entered into a dead cobra. And feeling hungry inside the revived cobra, the hunted for and captured a live frog. Next began the slow, natural process of swallowing it.The fading erooks of the choking frog drew sharp the attention of a mangoose, a venon-proof mortal enemy of the reptile kind. soon a life and struggle followed, eulminating in the victory of the mongoose. The mongoose then bit off the dead cobra to pieces and consumed them all.
The soul of the king there-upon entered a dead tiger. The revived tiger was soon joined by a tigress, but drew sharp the jealousy of a passing tiger. The passing tiger gave a ferocious fight and also killed off the tiger.
Entering then into the body of a dead ant, the king soon joined the army of its fellow-ants, Enroute, an army of a different species of ants gave battle and the ant got killed in the process.
Spothing a dead dove, the king's soul entered into it and joined its covey in flight. However on alighting, the birds got themselves trapped in a net. The hunter toncerned came to the scene some while later, wrung their necks to death and flung them all into his shoulder sack.
The king had enough and went back to his own body in the hole of the tree. Finding a python making its slow process to creep into the hole in order to swallow the body, the king hastened back into it and jumped, in time, right out escaping the snatch of the python.
And then the king hurried back to his own people and kingdom
Sunday, January 21, 2007
THE FLYING TORTOISE
There had been a long drought and consequently, a pond inside a forest was getting rapidly dried up. Among the affected victims were three fast friends: a couple of swans and a tortoise.
The swans planned to migrate to a distant, water some lake. The two noble birds, however, didn't want to leave their friend behind. And all the three, accordingly, hatched a plan for effective rescue.
The flight strategy was simple, though.
The tortoise, with a tight grip by its mouth, was to hang on fast to a strong enough stick, held firmly on either side by the sturdy beaks of the two flying swans.
But, there was one natural, and compulsory precaution : under no circumstances should the tortoise let go of its oral hold on the stick, right from the take - off to the touch - down stage.
Soon, the air-lift was effected. And en route, the entire populace of a town down
below came out to watch, admire and pay encomiums to the genius behind the strange enterprise.
Their greatest praises were reserved especially for the daring tortoise, which
went into its head and rendered it clean-bowled.
"It is not bravery alone, but sheer necessity for me!" the tortoise wanted to say to
the admiring crowd.
However, as it opened its mouth to convey the planned message, the tortoise lost
its hold on the vital support and fell down to smash sharp to death, on the rocks
below.
"Extra-ordinary enterprises require iron-clad precautions.
"Observe strict silence in high places — and during high adventure."
The swans planned to migrate to a distant, water some lake. The two noble birds, however, didn't want to leave their friend behind. And all the three, accordingly, hatched a plan for effective rescue.
The flight strategy was simple, though.
The tortoise, with a tight grip by its mouth, was to hang on fast to a strong enough stick, held firmly on either side by the sturdy beaks of the two flying swans.
But, there was one natural, and compulsory precaution : under no circumstances should the tortoise let go of its oral hold on the stick, right from the take - off to the touch - down stage.
Soon, the air-lift was effected. And en route, the entire populace of a town down
below came out to watch, admire and pay encomiums to the genius behind the strange enterprise.
Their greatest praises were reserved especially for the daring tortoise, which
went into its head and rendered it clean-bowled.
"It is not bravery alone, but sheer necessity for me!" the tortoise wanted to say to
the admiring crowd.
However, as it opened its mouth to convey the planned message, the tortoise lost
its hold on the vital support and fell down to smash sharp to death, on the rocks
below.
"Extra-ordinary enterprises require iron-clad precautions.
"Observe strict silence in high places — and during high adventure."
GOING BY THE BOOK
The ancient Indian texts convey a lot of wisdom. Naturally, all those texts are in sanskrit. Since one single sanskrit word answers several dictated meanings, great discrimination is needed for due interpretation of the great texts.
In the kingdom of "KANYA-KUBJA", four scholars - all former classmates — set out on a journey, taking along with them their texts.
"What route should we now take? " asked one scholar.
"Take that particular route, which parties in large numbers take to, " read one person, from a text. And that was how they did take to the 'funereal route'. They had no difficulty en route, for they followed a funeral procession.
At that site of ultimate destination, they spotted a donkey saved the foolish four.
"Knowledge is a double-edged weapon and is to be used carefully".
In the kingdom of "KANYA-KUBJA", four scholars - all former classmates — set out on a journey, taking along with them their texts.
"What route should we now take? " asked one scholar.
"Take that particular route, which parties in large numbers take to, " read one person, from a text. And that was how they did take to the 'funereal route'. They had no difficulty en route, for they followed a funeral procession.
At that site of ultimate destination, they spotted a donkey saved the foolish four.
"Knowledge is a double-edged weapon and is to be used carefully".
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
MAN, THE HOST UNGRATEFUL OF ALL BEINGS
A poor brahmin in search of a comfortable livelihood set out into the wide world.
En route, he had to pass through a jungle. Driven by thirst, he came upon a big well and discovered that there were four live beings who had had the misfortune to have fallen individually into the well earlier. One was a monkey. The other one was a tiger. Yet another was a man and the fourth one was a snake. And listening to their heart-rending entreaties, he saved them all. They all promised him help in case of need, conveyed him of the location of their individual abodes or modes of contact and went their separate ways.
However, as bad luck would have it, the poor brahmin could make no progress in his guest for a better life. And then he remembered his beneficiaries and approached them one by one at their respective places.
The monkey provided a choice assortment of fruits to the poor brahmin.
The tiger provided great riches in the form of golden ornaments belonging to the past human victims of himself.
And it was then that the brahmin went to his human beneficiary in the city and sought his help in converting the ornaments into currency.
The man, a goldsmith by profession, took the ornaments by himself and set out on the ostensible purpose of showing them to another goldsmith in the city.
However, it was to the king indeed that the man headed straight.
He conveyed to the king that he had identified the ornaments as belonging to the king's missing son and that the obvious murderer, the brahmin, was to be found waiting at the goldsmith's own residence. And soon, the brahmin was duly clapped in jail on a charge of theft and regicide, with a sentence of death staring him straight in the face.
And such indeed was the idea of gratitude of the human beneficiary of the brahmin, - who in his darkest hour of need thought of his fourth beneficiarv, the snake.
As per the plan, the snake promptly came by the fastness of the night into the jail - on being mentally called for - arid conveyed of a plan he hatched in order to save the brahmin.
As per the plan, the snake proceeded straight to the royal palace and bit the sleeping queen. And with the condition of the queen turning thus, the king announced a royal reward to her saviour-to-be.
The brahmin in jail, as per the snake's plan, offered his services and was taken to the royal chamber. And when he placed his hand on the queen's forehead for a while, the poison got itself duly neutralized and the brahmin was feted and presented with the announced reward by the king.
Such indeed was the gratitude of the snake towards his benefactor.
And when questioned by the king later, the brahmin conveyed in detail the treachery of his human beneficiary.
The goldsmith was duly punished and the brahmin was presented by the king with a big house too, besides the huge financial reward, to live happily ever after with his wife and children.
En route, he had to pass through a jungle. Driven by thirst, he came upon a big well and discovered that there were four live beings who had had the misfortune to have fallen individually into the well earlier. One was a monkey. The other one was a tiger. Yet another was a man and the fourth one was a snake. And listening to their heart-rending entreaties, he saved them all. They all promised him help in case of need, conveyed him of the location of their individual abodes or modes of contact and went their separate ways.
However, as bad luck would have it, the poor brahmin could make no progress in his guest for a better life. And then he remembered his beneficiaries and approached them one by one at their respective places.
The monkey provided a choice assortment of fruits to the poor brahmin.
The tiger provided great riches in the form of golden ornaments belonging to the past human victims of himself.
And it was then that the brahmin went to his human beneficiary in the city and sought his help in converting the ornaments into currency.
The man, a goldsmith by profession, took the ornaments by himself and set out on the ostensible purpose of showing them to another goldsmith in the city.
However, it was to the king indeed that the man headed straight.
He conveyed to the king that he had identified the ornaments as belonging to the king's missing son and that the obvious murderer, the brahmin, was to be found waiting at the goldsmith's own residence. And soon, the brahmin was duly clapped in jail on a charge of theft and regicide, with a sentence of death staring him straight in the face.
And such indeed was the idea of gratitude of the human beneficiary of the brahmin, - who in his darkest hour of need thought of his fourth beneficiarv, the snake.
As per the plan, the snake promptly came by the fastness of the night into the jail - on being mentally called for - arid conveyed of a plan he hatched in order to save the brahmin.
As per the plan, the snake proceeded straight to the royal palace and bit the sleeping queen. And with the condition of the queen turning thus, the king announced a royal reward to her saviour-to-be.
The brahmin in jail, as per the snake's plan, offered his services and was taken to the royal chamber. And when he placed his hand on the queen's forehead for a while, the poison got itself duly neutralized and the brahmin was feted and presented with the announced reward by the king.
Such indeed was the gratitude of the snake towards his benefactor.
And when questioned by the king later, the brahmin conveyed in detail the treachery of his human beneficiary.
The goldsmith was duly punished and the brahmin was presented by the king with a big house too, besides the huge financial reward, to live happily ever after with his wife and children.
GOING BY THE BOOK
The ancient Indian texts convey a lot of wisdom. Naturally, all those texts are in sanskrit. Since one single sanskrit word answers several dictated meanings, great discrimination is needed for due interpretation of the great texts.
In the kingdom of "KANYA-KUBJA", four scholars - all former classmates — set out on a journey, taking along with them their texts.
"What route should we now take? " asked one scholar.
"Take that particular route, which parties in large numbers take to, " read one person, from a text. And that was how they did take to the 'funereal route'. They had no difficulty en route, for they followed a funeral procession.
At that site of ultimate destination, they spotted a donkey saved the foolish four.
"Knowledge is a double-edged weapon and is to be used carefully
In the kingdom of "KANYA-KUBJA", four scholars - all former classmates — set out on a journey, taking along with them their texts.
"What route should we now take? " asked one scholar.
"Take that particular route, which parties in large numbers take to, " read one person, from a text. And that was how they did take to the 'funereal route'. They had no difficulty en route, for they followed a funeral procession.
At that site of ultimate destination, they spotted a donkey saved the foolish four.
"Knowledge is a double-edged weapon and is to be used carefully
IRON AND MICE
Once upon a time in a certain village, there were two friends. Both of them were merchants, and one of them dealt with iron. When the iron merchant went out on a long business trip, he entrusted his iron, far safe custody, to his friend.
However, when he ultimately returned, he had had a shock in store • for him. The rats, it appeared, got the iron! The friend told him that the rats did such a clean job that not even a trace of iron remained.
The non—plussed friend was shocked into silence, because the other merchant was richer and had great credentials as an honest businessman of great integrity. "We are all helpless against acts of fate" he told the rich merchant.
And sometime later, he took the rich friend's son along with him for a long visit to the bazaar. However, he returned - , minus the boy. "The boy was carried off by an eagle" he explained ,feigning sadness.
Naturally , the matter went straight up to the King, who pulled the lesser merchant sharp for having invented a patently impossible occurence.
"If rats can eat away iron. Your Majesty, then eagles can carry off children!" explained the merchant.
And on hearing the entire story, the king sentenced that the boy should be entrusted back home, while his dad was to be entrusted to the goal together with a big fine.
However, when he ultimately returned, he had had a shock in store • for him. The rats, it appeared, got the iron! The friend told him that the rats did such a clean job that not even a trace of iron remained.
The non—plussed friend was shocked into silence, because the other merchant was richer and had great credentials as an honest businessman of great integrity. "We are all helpless against acts of fate" he told the rich merchant.
And sometime later, he took the rich friend's son along with him for a long visit to the bazaar. However, he returned - , minus the boy. "The boy was carried off by an eagle" he explained ,feigning sadness.
Naturally , the matter went straight up to the King, who pulled the lesser merchant sharp for having invented a patently impossible occurence.
"If rats can eat away iron. Your Majesty, then eagles can carry off children!" explained the merchant.
And on hearing the entire story, the king sentenced that the boy should be entrusted back home, while his dad was to be entrusted to the goal together with a big fine.
UNTOPUCHABLE EMINENCE
Two aborginals deemed untouchables in orthodox ancient india went outside the jungle to catch and skin animals.
Suddenly, they heared voices from a tree above.None however were visible. The voices, they conjectured, must have belonged to the gandarva's angels.
"The queen of this kingdom is incurbly sick.All the royal physicans have held up their hands in despair ," conveyed one angel.
"Those physicans no nothing. If they do but dig up that red plant and the belive plant over there, mix their roots and administer a boiled-and-cooled decortion of those herbs, the queen will recover promptly, " declared the other angel.
Thereupon, the aboriginals made their way, post-hste, to the gtes of the king's port. Howere, they were stalled--as being follish an suspect by the 'high-born' gate-keepers.
They laughed at their claim of having heard angles speak.
The altercation continued for hours, when a couple of royal physicians came out, with apparently hopless counteriances.
However, after hearin the story of the boriginals, they prevailed upon the lather to part with the herbs. Then they mode they made the decotion, claimes it to be their own, and administred it to the queen.
Therefore, the queen's condition worered immadiately, then the physicians confessed the truth, and the aboriginls at the gate were brought in for due punishment by the king.
The aboriginals stuck to their story. And then with the king's permission, they administred another lose of the same medicine themsleves, to the queen.
The queen immediately recovered.
"The physicians failed because they administered the medicine without faith, besides greed for great reword in lose of success. Our administration proved efficacious because our humane motivation was pure, and was driven by loyalty to the thereone and the kingdom," they explained.
Suddenly, they heared voices from a tree above.None however were visible. The voices, they conjectured, must have belonged to the gandarva's angels.
"The queen of this kingdom is incurbly sick.All the royal physicans have held up their hands in despair ," conveyed one angel.
"Those physicans no nothing. If they do but dig up that red plant and the belive plant over there, mix their roots and administer a boiled-and-cooled decortion of those herbs, the queen will recover promptly, " declared the other angel.
Thereupon, the aboriginals made their way, post-hste, to the gtes of the king's port. Howere, they were stalled--as being follish an suspect by the 'high-born' gate-keepers.
They laughed at their claim of having heard angles speak.
The altercation continued for hours, when a couple of royal physicians came out, with apparently hopless counteriances.
However, after hearin the story of the boriginals, they prevailed upon the lather to part with the herbs. Then they mode they made the decotion, claimes it to be their own, and administred it to the queen.
Therefore, the queen's condition worered immadiately, then the physicians confessed the truth, and the aboriginls at the gate were brought in for due punishment by the king.
The aboriginals stuck to their story. And then with the king's permission, they administred another lose of the same medicine themsleves, to the queen.
The queen immediately recovered.
"The physicians failed because they administered the medicine without faith, besides greed for great reword in lose of success. Our administration proved efficacious because our humane motivation was pure, and was driven by loyalty to the thereone and the kingdom," they explained.
THE ELEPHANT AND THE TAILOR
The elephant,it is said, is endowed with great memory and deep gratitude.
In a certain town, a tamed elephant used to go rounds, door-to-door, every morning as the recipints of many eatables preferred to his trunk. However, when any any resident used to say "please go away" the elephant used to turn away, like a gentleman.
One of the regular patorn was a tailor.
However the tailor behaved rather out-of-turn on one occasion. For it was the busy seasonfor marriages and tailors hands were literally full with urgent assignments.
And when the elephant, in spite of being told to go away by his regular pattorn, he waited for a long while, hoping against hope.
The work harried tailor there upon stuck deep his needke into the out stretched trunk of the elephant. Having had apprantly learnt his lesson, the elephant went away.
And next morning, the elephant returned as usual and stretched out his trunk.
But before the tailor could offer something, the revenge full eleplhant raised the trunk and sprinkled muddy water all over the new dress that were being prepared.
The elephant, with his prodigious memory remembered the insult and came back loaded with muddy water, with the express purpose of awarding punishment to the tailor.
"Discourtesy invites disproportionate retribution"
"TIT FOR TAT" !
In a certain town, a tamed elephant used to go rounds, door-to-door, every morning as the recipints of many eatables preferred to his trunk. However, when any any resident used to say "please go away" the elephant used to turn away, like a gentleman.
One of the regular patorn was a tailor.
However the tailor behaved rather out-of-turn on one occasion. For it was the busy seasonfor marriages and tailors hands were literally full with urgent assignments.
And when the elephant, in spite of being told to go away by his regular pattorn, he waited for a long while, hoping against hope.
The work harried tailor there upon stuck deep his needke into the out stretched trunk of the elephant. Having had apprantly learnt his lesson, the elephant went away.
And next morning, the elephant returned as usual and stretched out his trunk.
But before the tailor could offer something, the revenge full eleplhant raised the trunk and sprinkled muddy water all over the new dress that were being prepared.
The elephant, with his prodigious memory remembered the insult and came back loaded with muddy water, with the express purpose of awarding punishment to the tailor.
"Discourtesy invites disproportionate retribution"
"TIT FOR TAT" !
THE DANCING HARE
“You are a mighty performer in acrobatics and dance. Why not u feast my eyes with a display of your distinction in dancing ?” extreated the hare a wily fox.
The hare could understand the malifide intention behind the flattery; that since the fox cannot overtake a hare on a run, he wanted to go to grab the hare while he was dancing nearby.
"What an hornour indeed, coming from an being with an extraordinary brain like you ! Sure, iwill oblige you," replied the hare. "But as i get myself ready in my make up for the performance, you must shut tightly both your eyes for a duration of five minutes," added the hare.
And finding the hare thus apparently falling into his trap, the greedy fox readily obeyed.
However, when he opened his eyes, the hare was now where to be found...
"The greed-blinded being !"
The hare could understand the malifide intention behind the flattery; that since the fox cannot overtake a hare on a run, he wanted to go to grab the hare while he was dancing nearby.
"What an hornour indeed, coming from an being with an extraordinary brain like you ! Sure, iwill oblige you," replied the hare. "But as i get myself ready in my make up for the performance, you must shut tightly both your eyes for a duration of five minutes," added the hare.
And finding the hare thus apparently falling into his trap, the greedy fox readily obeyed.
However, when he opened his eyes, the hare was now where to be found...
"The greed-blinded being !"
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
INSIDE ANIMALKIND
Once a king on a hunt got seperated from his party and lost his way in a forest. He spoted a sage in deep mediatation and waited patiently, till the sage came bacvk to, and opened his eyes.
Impressed, the sage pressed him on to get a boon out of him. The boon ultimately chosen by the king was to be blessed with the gift of 'foriegn body entry'....... of the capacity for his soul to leave his own safely deposited body for a temporary while and to enter into any corpse, to be able to move around in its revived condition.
With the boon granted thus, the king tried it on animal kind.... after depositing his own body in the safety of a hole of a tree.... and his soul entered the dead body of a blue bull, a beast bigger than a big deer. And the revived blue bull, guided by the soul of the king, roamed hither and thither, till he came across and got killed by a leopard that descended unexpectedly in a yellow flash from the branch of a tree.
The king then entered into a dead cobra. And feeling hungry inside the revived cobra, the hunted for and captured a live frog. Next began the slow, natural process of swallowing it.The fading erooks of the choking frog drew sharp the attention of a mangoose, a venon-proof mortal enemy of the reptile kind. soon a life and struggle followed, eulminating in the victory of the mongoose. The mongoose then bit off the dead cobra to pieces and consumed them all.
The soul of the king there-upon entered a dead tiger. The revived tiger was soon joined by a tigress, but drew sharp the jealousy of a passing tiger. The passing tiger gave a ferocious fight and also killed off the tiger.
Entering then into the body of a dead ant, the king soon joined the army of its fellow-ants, Enroute, an army of a different species of ants gave battle and the ant got killed in the process.
Spothing a dead dove, the king's soul entered into it and joined its covey in flight. However on alighting, the birds got themselves trapped in a net. The hunter toncerned came to the scene some while later, wrung their necks to death and flung them all into his shoulder sack.
The king had enough and went back to his own body in the hole of the tree. Finding a python making its slow process to creep into the hole in order to swallow the body, the king hastened back into it and jumped, in time, right out escaping the snatch of the python.
And then the king hurried back to his own people and kingdom
"The civilised humans have developed a great system of securty, co-operation and promotion of mutual benefit. Any deviation from that system of security would land them into a jungle of british beasts."
Impressed, the sage pressed him on to get a boon out of him. The boon ultimately chosen by the king was to be blessed with the gift of 'foriegn body entry'....... of the capacity for his soul to leave his own safely deposited body for a temporary while and to enter into any corpse, to be able to move around in its revived condition.
With the boon granted thus, the king tried it on animal kind.... after depositing his own body in the safety of a hole of a tree.... and his soul entered the dead body of a blue bull, a beast bigger than a big deer. And the revived blue bull, guided by the soul of the king, roamed hither and thither, till he came across and got killed by a leopard that descended unexpectedly in a yellow flash from the branch of a tree.
The king then entered into a dead cobra. And feeling hungry inside the revived cobra, the hunted for and captured a live frog. Next began the slow, natural process of swallowing it.The fading erooks of the choking frog drew sharp the attention of a mangoose, a venon-proof mortal enemy of the reptile kind. soon a life and struggle followed, eulminating in the victory of the mongoose. The mongoose then bit off the dead cobra to pieces and consumed them all.
The soul of the king there-upon entered a dead tiger. The revived tiger was soon joined by a tigress, but drew sharp the jealousy of a passing tiger. The passing tiger gave a ferocious fight and also killed off the tiger.
Entering then into the body of a dead ant, the king soon joined the army of its fellow-ants, Enroute, an army of a different species of ants gave battle and the ant got killed in the process.
Spothing a dead dove, the king's soul entered into it and joined its covey in flight. However on alighting, the birds got themselves trapped in a net. The hunter toncerned came to the scene some while later, wrung their necks to death and flung them all into his shoulder sack.
The king had enough and went back to his own body in the hole of the tree. Finding a python making its slow process to creep into the hole in order to swallow the body, the king hastened back into it and jumped, in time, right out escaping the snatch of the python.
And then the king hurried back to his own people and kingdom
"The civilised humans have developed a great system of securty, co-operation and promotion of mutual benefit. Any deviation from that system of security would land them into a jungle of british beasts."
THE 100% LEARNED MAN
It was the rainy season. The Learned Man, a great scholar, was crossing a river on a boat. He got into a conversation with the only other person in the boat, the illiterate boatswain. It was the rainy season.
"Do u know arthimetic ?" enquired the Learned Man.
"No, sir and how can i with my humble origins? " replied the boatswain, in the negative.
"In that case, one quarter of your life has been waste", the learned man gave his judgement,
"Perhaps you know a little bit of reading and writing ?" continued the Learned man and ehicited with the similar answer.
"Then, man half of your precious life has gone waste", started thus the Learned man.
Next came the following query:
"Have you ever gone out of your limited locality, to know other lands and people's?"
"How could i, being hooked to this shuttling profession day in and day out?" the boatswain gave once again a reply in the negative.
"I am sorry to find that three-fourths of your valuable life has turned useless", opined the Learned man sympathetically.
There after, was a deep silence between the two, when suddenly the boatswain asked whether the Learned Man had ever learnt swimming.
"Man, that is one thing that i never bothered to learn? I must honestly confess regarding my absolute inability in this aquatic exercise" said the Learned man.
There was a pregnant silence and a sign from the boatswain.
There was a sudden inspiration from the Learned Man, who wanted to know of what pmopted that question.
"Then look yonder there, Learned pundit. We are heading inescapably towards a fatel whirlpool. There is no other alternative except to jump down and swim off to safety before it turns too late....... just as i am doing at this very moment," blabbered the boatswain as he linger into the river in spate.
"Pundit, know that your entire life of great distinction is lost because you didn't ever care to learn swimming" declared the boatswain, as he swam away from the imminent whirlpool.
" An illiterate man need not necessarily an incapable man "
"The pragmatic illiterate !"
"Do u know arthimetic ?" enquired the Learned Man.
"No, sir and how can i with my humble origins? " replied the boatswain, in the negative.
"In that case, one quarter of your life has been waste", the learned man gave his judgement,
"Perhaps you know a little bit of reading and writing ?" continued the Learned man and ehicited with the similar answer.
"Then, man half of your precious life has gone waste", started thus the Learned man.
Next came the following query:
"Have you ever gone out of your limited locality, to know other lands and people's?"
"How could i, being hooked to this shuttling profession day in and day out?" the boatswain gave once again a reply in the negative.
"I am sorry to find that three-fourths of your valuable life has turned useless", opined the Learned man sympathetically.
There after, was a deep silence between the two, when suddenly the boatswain asked whether the Learned Man had ever learnt swimming.
"Man, that is one thing that i never bothered to learn? I must honestly confess regarding my absolute inability in this aquatic exercise" said the Learned man.
There was a pregnant silence and a sign from the boatswain.
There was a sudden inspiration from the Learned Man, who wanted to know of what pmopted that question.
"Then look yonder there, Learned pundit. We are heading inescapably towards a fatel whirlpool. There is no other alternative except to jump down and swim off to safety before it turns too late....... just as i am doing at this very moment," blabbered the boatswain as he linger into the river in spate.
"Pundit, know that your entire life of great distinction is lost because you didn't ever care to learn swimming" declared the boatswain, as he swam away from the imminent whirlpool.
" An illiterate man need not necessarily an incapable man "
"The pragmatic illiterate !"
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
HOW TO STOP THINKING AND START SEEKING ADVICES
A weaver in search of some choice wood applied the axe to the trunk of a tree and was stunned to hear a voice from the tree talk with him. And that voice belonged to a demon among demons, the 'brahmin—demon'.
"Stop, for this is my assigned abode. And if you obey, I will grant you a gift, any gift", said the 'brahmin-demon'. "Mighty Sir, I will definitely obey your orders. But regardinq the gift you promised, please give me some time for consultation with my •folks before makinq a due choice", replied the weaver. The brahmin-demon readily gave the desired permission.
The weaver went first to his friend, a barber. "Ask him for a kingdom and you can be a king, while I will be your minister", suggested the friend. "That is ' good advice indeed - but all the same, let me also consult my wife", replied the weaver.
"A house where a boy, a woman or a gambler is the advisor collapses by itself", cautioned the barber.
The weaver went thereupon to his home and conveyed in detail the entire development, including the brahmin-demon's promise and the friend's advice.
"Seek not the advices of sycophants, boys and barbers. What would a kingdom bring to us - except troubles for which we are untrained to cope up with ? Once we get a kingdom, even our own relations can lead us into dangerous situations, due to their own greed. Let us be satisfied with our own profession, the hereditary creed of our caste.
It is enough if we first double our income. And the solution too, is easy. You earn your living by using one head and two hands. You better hurry up to the 'brahmin-demon' before he changes his mind, to help in the 'strategy for double-income', by asking for one more head and two more hands", counselled the weaver's wife emphatically.
There-upon, the weaver went back to the tree and procured from the demon-brahmin the necessary implements for 'the strategy for double income' - the gift of one more head and two more hands.
And on his way back, a crowd gathered around the weaver with two heads and four hands. And frightened by the 'monster', they duly stoned him to dea
"Stop, for this is my assigned abode. And if you obey, I will grant you a gift, any gift", said the 'brahmin-demon'. "Mighty Sir, I will definitely obey your orders. But regardinq the gift you promised, please give me some time for consultation with my •folks before makinq a due choice", replied the weaver. The brahmin-demon readily gave the desired permission.
The weaver went first to his friend, a barber. "Ask him for a kingdom and you can be a king, while I will be your minister", suggested the friend. "That is ' good advice indeed - but all the same, let me also consult my wife", replied the weaver.
"A house where a boy, a woman or a gambler is the advisor collapses by itself", cautioned the barber.
The weaver went thereupon to his home and conveyed in detail the entire development, including the brahmin-demon's promise and the friend's advice.
"Seek not the advices of sycophants, boys and barbers. What would a kingdom bring to us - except troubles for which we are untrained to cope up with ? Once we get a kingdom, even our own relations can lead us into dangerous situations, due to their own greed. Let us be satisfied with our own profession, the hereditary creed of our caste.
It is enough if we first double our income. And the solution too, is easy. You earn your living by using one head and two hands. You better hurry up to the 'brahmin-demon' before he changes his mind, to help in the 'strategy for double-income', by asking for one more head and two more hands", counselled the weaver's wife emphatically.
There-upon, the weaver went back to the tree and procured from the demon-brahmin the necessary implements for 'the strategy for double income' - the gift of one more head and two more hands.
And on his way back, a crowd gathered around the weaver with two heads and four hands. And frightened by the 'monster', they duly stoned him to dea
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