The Different One

Once a Lion and a Lioness lived in a forest with their twin cubs. One day as usual the Lion went out to hunt for food but it being an unlucky day he did not find any. On his wav hack he saw a jackal cub and brought him home.

“Dear I did not find any food today. I think we can forgo our meal but the kids need food and this jackal cub would suffice them,” said the Lion.

At this the Lioness said, “No, dear, I cannot be so cruel. I am a mother and after all this is a young baby. I will bring it up as my son.”

So it came to be that the baby jackal stayed with the lion’s family and grew into a young and healthy jackal.. The time came when the Lioness taught the jackal and her two sons the art of hunting. Soon they were skilled at hunting small rabbits and deer.

One day when out for their hunt the three encountered a mad elephant. The lion cubs, fearless as they were approached the wild beast to kill it but the jackal said to them, “No, brothers, do not go near him for elephants are our enemy. You will be killed.”

Hearing this the valiant Lion cubs lost courage and shrunk back.

At home they narrated the incident to their mother, the Lioness. The Lioness took the jackal aside and advised, “You are valiant in your own right and though I fed you my own milk and brought you up as my son you are still a jackal. If you tease my sons their lion spirit would at once react someday and you shall be sorry for that. Now you are young and do not know the difference between the lions and the jackals, I ask you to go away to your own kind. Go and join them before it’s too late.”

The jackal understood the logic of the Lioness’ talk and stole away stealthily to join his own kind.


A Jackal remains a Jackal.

The Day Dreaming Jackal

Bhilu was a hunter who belonged to a hill tribe. Every day he went out to hunt for animals using his bow and arrow. He was proud of being an adept archer. One day as he spotted a wild boar in the forest he thought to himself, “This large wild boar is sure to die at my hands. My skill at hunting will put it to an end.”

Then, Bhilu strung his bow and shot a sharp arrow directly to the boar’s back. The arrow tore at the boar’s back and caused a deep wound. In writhing pain and anger the wild boar rushed at Bhilu and pierced his stomach with its sharp and pointed fangs. At once the proud hunter and the wild boar lay dead due to their injuries.

Soon Chamataka, a jackal, came strolling by. At the sight of the dead hunter and the lifeless boar he was filled with glee, “Oh, my fortune ! Today I have found food that will last me for days. Fate was unkind to the hunter and the boar but it has shone for me.”

“The flesh around the arrow’s tip must be soft and delicious to chew. I shall eat the boar’s flesh from there slowly so as to enjoy this treasure.”

So thinking Chamataka proceeded to taste his succulent treat. Just as he bit into the boar’s flesh, the pointed arrow pierced the top of his mouth and came out between his eyes. Soon Chamataka too lay dead as the hunter and the boar.



Think twice before you act!

The Day Dreamer

In a small village there lived a lazy Brahmin Ramdas. He would do nothing but daydream whole day. Whenever he was hungry, he would out, beg for food, come back and laze.

One sunny afternoon, Ramdas was very hungry. With great difficulty, he got up and stretched his arms. Stepping out of his hut, he exclaimed, “What a beautiful day. How I wish I could go back to sleep. But then, I will have to go out and get my food.”

After bathing, Ramdas took out a bowl and out to beg.

“Knock! Knock! Is anybody at home?”

“Who is there?”

“Give me something to eat, good lady of the house and God will fulfill all your dreams!”

By begging the whole day he managed to get a pot full of milk. He hung this pot on the ceiling above, lay down on his bed and started day dreaming again.

“It is this pot of milk that is going to make me rich,” he thought. “I will churn the curds and make butter. From the butter, I will be able to make ghee. I really am clever!”

“I will then go to the market and sell the ghee ” his dream continued. “With the money I get, I will buy a pair of goats. They will have kids after six months. Soon I would have an entire herd of goats.”

“Then I will continue my business. I will barter the goats for cattle. I will buy some more cows and own a farmhouse. I will start a dairy farm. Once I earn a handsome amount I will employ people in my farm. I can also open a sweet shop in the middle of the village. I will make sweets out of the cow’s milk.” The Brahmin kept smiling to himself.

“How smart I am,” he thought. “The day I become a rich businessman I will build a big house right in the middle of the village. There will be a splendid garden and a swimming pool in front of the house. Early morning I will bathe in the blue waters of the pool. Seeing such a lavish lifestyle, the village headman will come to my house and plead for my hand for his beautiful daughter.” “After I get married,” Ramdas continued dreaming. “I’ll make her work throughout the day.

If she fights with me, I will jump up and give her a kick!”

Engrossed in his thoughts, he struck out with his foot, breaking the pot, and drenched himself with the milk.

He saw the broken pot and cried. He lost whatever he had because of his laziness and day dreaming.


To achieve your ambitions in life, it is best to work

A Perfect Person

A man and his girlfriend were married. It was a large celebration.

All of their friends and family came to see the lovely ceremony. The bride was gorgeous in her white wedding gown and the groom was very dashing in his black suit.

Everyone could tell that the love they had for each other was true.


A few months later, the wife comes to the husband with a proposal: 

“I read in a magazine, a while ago, about how we can strengthen our marriage.” she offered. “Each of us will write a list of the things that we find a bit annoying with the other person. Then, we can talk about how we can fix them together and make our lives happier together.”

 The husband agreed, so each of them went to a separate room 

in the house and thought of the things that annoyed them about the other. 

They thought about this question for the rest of the day and wrote down what they came up with.

 The next morning, at the breakfast table, they decided that they would go over their lists

“I’ll start,” offered the wife. She took out her list.

It had many items on it enough to fill 3 pages, in fact. As she started reading thelist of the little annoyancesshe noticed that tears were starting to appear in her husband’s eyes. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing” the husband replied, “keep reading your lists.”The wife continued to read until she had read all three pages to her husband. She neatly placed her list on the table and folded her hands over top of it.


 “Now, you read your list and then we’ll talk about the things on both of our lists.” She said happily.

 Quietly the husband stated,

“I don’t have anything on my list. I think that you are perfect the way that you are. I don’t want you to change anything for me. You are lovely and wonderful and I wouldn’t want to try and change anything about you.”

The wife, touched by his honesty and the depth of his love for her and his acceptance of her, turned her head and wept.

—–  Some True Messages from this ——

In life, there are enough times when we are disappointed, depressed and annoyed. We don’t really have to go looking for them.

We have a wonderful world that is full of beauty, light and promise. Why waste time in this world looking for the bad, disappointing or annoying when we can look around us, and see the wondrous things before us?

I believe that




Always Remember:

Nobody’s PERFECT but we can findPERFECTNESS in them to change the way we see them.

The Cunning Jackal

Chatur, a Jackal, lived in a jungle. He hunted for food every day with his friends. One day he thought to himself, “Every day I work hard to catch animals for food. Then every evening I have to share it with other members of the pack. If I go across the river to the village then I can get juicy fruits and fat hens for my own. I can eat them in the village and come back to the jungle. This way I won’t need to share my food.”

The next morning Chatur woke up early and went across the river. He entered the sleepy village as the cock crowed. As he wandered near a poultry farm he saw a fat hen. At once his mouth watered at the thought of biting into the hen’s juicy flesh. So engrossed was he in his thoughts that he did not see the street dogs that had gathered at the end of the lane. The street dogs had seen the stranger’s presence and rushed at Chatur barking and growling at him.

Chatur turned around to see fierce street dogs barking at him. He ran to save his life. He ran into a house with an open door. As it was a dyer’s house, he fell into a tub of blue dye. He at once got out of the house and went back to the jungle.

When he reached the jungle all the animals looked at Chatur terrified and surprised. Chatur then saw his reflection in a nearby pond. Realising that he was dyed blue he thought of a plan. He called out, “Jungle dwellers, I am the Indigo King, sent by Lord to rule over you and care for your well being. I have been appointed King and caretaker of the jungle . Bow to me and serve me well and I shall protect you from all harm.”

The animals not knew why he was strange looking and coloured. Now Chatur had tigers, lions, elephants, deer, hares and leopards at his beck and call. He’ however banished his brethren, the other jackals, to the far side of the jungle.

Chatur enjoyed his role as a king and animals stronger than him served him, hunting for his food and obeying him.

One night Chatur heard the call of the his brother jackals. They were howling at the full moon. Chatur tried to ignore the call but then he could not resist anymore. Soon he too gave a howl, The tiger who stood guard at Chatur’s cave heard the call and realised that the Indigo King was no one else but the jackal of their jungle. He gathered all the other animals together and said. Hear, my friends, hear the cunning jackal’s howl. He is a common cheat and no king at all. Thrash him and banish him from the jungle as he banished his own brethren..”

All the animals then beat up Chatur who ran to save his life. He soon realised that he was being paid for treating his friends badly.


Cherish your friends or you shall perish.

The clever Rabbit and the Elephant

A herd of elephants lived in a forest. They fed on the leaves of the wild trees and drank the cool water from the stream that flowed through the forest. One year, drought hit the area where the forest was located. Many animals fled the forest to other places which had no lack of water or food. The leader of the elephants was worried. He was called Iravat and he took good care of his herd. He sent his brothers to look for water. After a long search, they located a lake at the far end of the forest. They decided to quench their thirst and take their baths there very morning.

Now, everyday the herd would go to the lake to bathe and drink the sweet water of the lake. On the way, they would pass a colony of rabbits. They would not pay attention to rabbits on the ground. So, everyday some rabbits would be injured or crushed to death. As their number grew less, the leader of the rabbits called a meeting.

“Dear brothers and sisters,” he addressed his fellow companions, “We are all aware of how we are being killed by the unthinking elephants everyday. We must think of a way to save ourselves.”

Mikkoo was a young and intelligent rabbit. He said, “Sir, don’t worry. go as your messenger and ask the elephants to change the path they take to the lake.”

So with the leader’s permission Mikkoo went as a messenger. He spotted the elephant herd approaching and stood on the top of a large, high rock to save himself.

When the Iravat, the  elephant leader came near, he said, “Respected sir, I am Mikkoo, a messenger from the Moon himself. The almighty Moon has sent mc to you with a private message, so please step aside.”

When Iravat came near, Mikkoo said, ‘The lake where you go to bathe and quench your thirst belongs to the Moon. He is very upset as you crush many rabbits on the way. As we are his close friends and guides, our sad plight has saddened and angered the Moon. He wishes to speak to you privately. If you would be kind enough I will escort you to the lake of the Moon for a meeting.”

iravat readily agreed for the meeting. When Iravat and Mikkoo reached the lake, the Moon was reflected in its still water.

“let me offer my greetings to the moon,” said Iravat and just as he dipped his trunk in the lake thewater stirred and so did the Moon’s reflection.

“Oh! See how the mighty Moon shakes in anger,” said Mikkoo.

But why is it so?” asked Iravat.

“You have angered him even more by touching the holy water of the lake at night,” replied Shweta.

At this Iravat said in a mournful voice, “Please ask the Moon to forgive us. We shall never come again to this lake nor we will ever harm the rabbits, loved so much by the Moon.”

Thus Iravat left with a promise never to visit the lake of the Moon and the rabbits lived safely and happily ever after.


A lie that saves many lives is worth a thousand truths.

The Camel, The Jackal and the Crow

Long ago in the dense forest of botswana, there lived a lion named wils. His loyal servants were a leopard, a jackal and a crow.

One day, the crow spotted a strange creature coming their way. He came flying back to his friends and said, “There is someone unusual coming this way. We should be careful.”

“I am the king of the jungle,” said the lion. Why should I be afraid? Let’s go and meet him.”

When they saw the animal they were all surprised. They had never seen such a creature with long legs and a big hump on its back. “Who is it and what is it doing in my jungle?” asked the Lion.

“I am Todi, the camel,” he said. “I was a part of a trade caravan. I lost my way. Please help me!”

Out of pity, the lion asked him to stay along with them. The other three were not happy, but they had to respect the Lion’s wishes.

Days passed by. One day the lion had a great fight with an elephant. The lion was badly injured and was too weak to hunt.

His servants were too lazy to hunt and provide food for the lion. The jackal took the crow aside and said, “Friend, why don’t we kill the camel and survive.”

“No doubt it’s a great idea, but how? Our lord has assured him protection,” said the crow.

Together they made a secret plan to kill the camel. With tears in their eyes, they went to the lion. “There is no food in the forest my lord,” said the sly crow, “But I request you to have me for your meal.”

“No, your body is too small to satisfy the hunger of my lord,” said the jackal, showing his loyalty. “Let me sacrifice myself. That is the least I can do for my lord.”

The leopard intervened and said “Oh lord, I am bigger in size than my friends. So let me give away my life to save your life.”

All this while the camel was listening silently; he thought “Let me oiler myself as well.” Expecting the support of his friends the camel said, “My friends, you have been serving our lord for years. It will be difficult for the lord to kill one of you. Will you all let me offer myself?”

The camel then came forward and requested the lion to have him for that day’s meal. At once, the jackal and the leopard pounced on the camel and tore him to pieces.


It is wise choose your friends carefully.

The Brahmin and the Crooks

In a village, there lived a poor Brahmin priest.He was pious, dutiful and very superstitious.

One day, the Brahmin left for a neighbouring Village to collect a gift that he had been promised from a rich landlord. Finishing his job in the neighbouring village, he was on his way back carrying his gift-a fat and healthy goat on his shoulders.

Three hungry crooks crossed his path. They saw the healthy goat on the Brahmin’s shoulders and whispered, “That is a very plump goat. Let us trick the Brahmin and take the goat away. We can then make a tasty dish out of it”

They soon made a plan. The three of them went in separate ways.

The first one stopped the Brahmin and exclaimed in horror, “Oh my god! Such a respected priest and carrying a dog on his shoulders? Don’t you know that it is a sin to touch a dog, or a rooster, or a donkey?”

The Brahmin lost his temper. “You stupid fellow, are you blind? Can’t you see it is a goat, not a dog?”

“Don’t be angry,” replied the first crook. “If you think it is not a dog, then please carry on. But isn’t it ridiculous that you are carrying a dog?”

The Brahmin hardly walked a few more yards when the second crook stopped the Brahmin and looked at him in shock.

`How can a reputed priest like you carry a dead calf on the shoulder?” exclaimed the crook.

The Brahmin yelled, “Are you blind too? This is a healthy and live goat and you say he is a dead calf. You are an ignorant fool!”

“All right, sir,” said the second crook. “Please forgive me. Do as you please.”

“What’s wrong with everyone?” wondered the furious Brahmin as he hurried towards his home. “The whole world has gone mad?”

Now it was the turn of the third crook to the Brahmin’s path. “Sir, why are you carrying a donkey on your shoulders? It is going to bring you misfortune.”

Now the Brahmin was confused. Three people have said that the goat was something else. “Have I been given a ghost that keeps changing into a dog, a dead calf or a donkey!” he wondered. “I don’t want this creature.”

“Before it turns into something else, I better get rid of it.” Confused and scared, he threw the goat to the ground and took to his heels.

Coming out of their hiding place, the crooks took the goat and laughed at the stupidity of the Brahmin. Listening to others blindly, he got duped.


Have faith in yourself. Don’t believe others blindly.

The Brahman’s Calves

Once a poor Brahman lived in a village. He performed small religious ceremonies for the rich and was paid food and clothings in return. As he grew old and feeble, he was not able to attend to many ceremonies and soon he became ill due to starvation. A rich merchant for whom he had performed a holy sacrifice remembered him and presented the Brahman with two calves. The calves were fed on the gross from the field behind the Brahman’s hut. Soon the calves grew up and yielded much milk. The brahman drank the milk to stay healthy and sold butter, curds and cheese made from the milk as his livelihood.

One day, a thief saw the two beautiful and healthy cows. He thought, “If I steal those cows I can keep one for myself and sell the other in the market. Then I will get some cash and a means of constant flow of money all my life.

So the thief hid behind a thick tree near the Brahman’s house and waited for nightfall to steal the cows.

A Ghost had come to dwell on that tree. He used to feed once a week. He had seen the Brahman who had grown healthy on the milk he fed on. This week the Ghost had decided to have him for his weekly feast. He too waited for the dark to pounce on the Brahman.

At midnight the Brahman was fast asleep. In the pitch dark night the thief approached the cowshed and there he saw an ugly and frightening creature yellow in appearance.

“Who are you?” the thief enquired.

“I am a Ghost who has come to kill and feed on the Brahman and what brings you here in the middle of the night?”

The thief answered, “Oh! I am here to steal the Brahman’s cows. So, I understand we two are on the same side.”

Then, the thief grew thoughtful and said, “You must let me first steal the cows before you kill the Brahman.”

“Why, that would be utterly foolish,” said the Ghost. ‘The racket you’ll create will disturb the Brahman’s sleep and he will wake up, so you must allow me to kill the Brahman first.”

Then a fierce argument ensued with each of them saying “Me first! Me first!” The commotion woke the Brahman. He approached both of them and asked what the argument was about.

At this the thief said, “He is a Ghost and he wishes to eat you up.”

Promptly the Ghost butted in, “He is a thief and he intends to steal your cows?

The clever Brahman understood the situation well. He quickly muttered a prayer on hearing which the Ghost fled from the place. Then the Brahman picked up a heavy club and as he raised it to hit the thief, he ran away to save his skin.


Third person gains when two quarrel.

Tale of the Three Fishes

It was twilight. The sun had hidden itself behind the mountains. In a nearby lake there lived three fishes. Their names were Anang, Pratyam and Yadhva. They lived happily for ages.

One day, some fishermen were passing by the pond. They were happy to see the pond full of fish. One of them said, “Hey, we have never seen this pond before. It seems to be full of fish.” The other one said, “Yes, let us come tomorrow and get a good catch.”

Anang overheard the fishermen and was afraid. “Now we will all be caught!” thought Anang,

“I have to tell my friends about this.” Without wasting time he called a meeting of all the fish and told them the bad news. 9J1-1les, we move out of this pond immediately, we would all be caught”

Almost everybody accepted his suggestion andwere ready to move out of the pond but for Yadhva. “Your plans are useless,” he said. “I am not scared of the fishermen and I am not going to leave this place. Moreover I am very confident that even if they come, I can go deep under the water and dodge their nets.”

Anang tried to convince him saying, “You are taking a wrong decision. I am sure you will repent later.” These words fell on deaf ears.

Pratyam and Anang, with the other fishes swam to the other pond. The next day, the fishermen caught Yadhva.

Yadhva thought sadly, “It is because of my pride that I am in this condition. I should have listened to my friends for they wanted to save me.”


It pays to trust good friends.