Friday, October 20, 2017

It was a hot summer day. Sun was shining bright up in the sky. A lion was sitting under the shade of a big tree and in some time got asleep. Nearby that tree, there was a hole, in which there lived a mouse. When the lion was sleeping, the mouse came out of its hole and saw him asleep.
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Unaware of the lion's strength, it got tickled by an idea. It thought of waking up the lion by running over his body just for fun.

Unfortunately, the lion seized it in his strong paw. The mouse pleaded for its life. Being generous by nature, the lion set it free. The mouse promised to help the lion if it ever got the chance. The lion laughed aloud at this. After all, how could a tiny mouse help the king of the jungle?

A few days later, the mouse was passing through the jungle when he saw the same lion trapped in a hunter's net. Immediately, it set to work, gnawing at the ropes. Very soon the tiny mouse had set the lion free.

Remember, mercy never goes unrewarded.

There was a big field near by a village. There was a farmer who had some cows. The cows used to eat grass from the field. One day a herd of cows came to the field to eat grass. They saw a dog lying on the grass in the field.

One of the cow pleaded, “Please, will you get up! We are hungry. We have to eat these grass”. The dog did not take heed of it.

Once again another cow pleaded, “Please, let us have our grass”. We are so much hungry. The dog snarled and the cow stepped back.

There was a bull also eating grass near by. A wise cow ran up to the bull and told him all the matter. The bull came and requested to the dog, “Get out, please! Let them have their food”. There was no reply from the Dog. The bull became angry. He bellowed loudly and stamped his legs. The dog got frightened and ran for his life.

A rich man had a slave. The man was very cruel to him every time. So the slave became sick of his cruel treatment. He decided to run away from his master. He got a chance and ran away to nearest forest. There was a cave and he hides himself in a cave. As he lay there and thinking his master. At that time he heard the groaning of the lion.

He was frightened. As the lion came near to the cave, he saw that he was limping. The lion approached the slave and held out his paw. The slave saw that his paw was swollen and a thorn was stuck in it. The slave drew out the thorn very gently. The lion was relieved of pain and went away. Afterwards they became friends.

Many days passed away. By chance the slave was arrested by his master's men. He was brought to his master who ordered his men to put him before a hungry lion. The day for punishment was fixed.
The people of the town were invited to see the wonderful fight between the lion and the slave. The lion was freed from the cage to pounce upon the slave when he recognized him.
He now advanced slowly towards him and began to lick his hands out of love. It was the same lion, his friend. The slave too, patted him.

It was a wonderful sight for the people. The lion was given to him as a reward. The slave was set free.

Moral: Kindness is always rewarded.


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Once upon a time there lived a swan who used to spend time in various playful activities on a lake. Once an owl visited him in the forest and requested him to be friends, after praising the swan a lot. The swan agreed to be friends with him and they used to spend time near the lake a lot of days.

But the owl soon got bored of the place and told the swan, "I am going back to my home in the Lotus wood, and if you ever want to visit me you can visit me there." The swan, after many days once decided to pay a visit to the owl in the Lotus wood. On reaching Lotus wood, it could not find the owl, which was hiding in the dark hole. 

The owl asked the swan to take rest till daylight was over and told him that he could come out only at night. The swan decided to take rest.

It so happened that a group of merchants were passing by the next day early morning. The merchants chanted some hymns, and to that the owl replied with a hoot. Thinking that this was a bad omen, the merchants then decided to shoot the owl down. But in the meantime the owl had fled and taken refuge in a nearby hole near the shore of the lake. 

But the swan did not move. The arrow from the merchants came and hit the swan and it was killed.

A lazy grasshopper laughed at a little ant as she was always busy gathering food.

"Why are you working so hard?" he asked, "come into the sunshine and listen to my merry notes."

"But the ant went on her work. She said" I am lying in a store for the winter. Sunny days won't last forever."

"Winter is so far away yet, "laughed the grasshopper back.

And when the winter came, the ant settled down in her snug house. She had plenty of food to last the whole winter. The grasshopper had nothing to eat so, he went to the ant and begged her for a little corn.

"No", replied the ant, "you laughed at me when I worked. You yourself sang through the summer. So you had better dance the winter away."

Moral: Idleness is a curse.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Long ago there lived an asura or demon called Taraka, who wished to become the most powerful person in the universe. Taraka prayed long and hard to Brahma, and practiced such severe austerities, that Brahma was at last forced to appear before him.

'What is it you want, that you practice such penance?' asked Brahma of Taraka.
'Grant me my wish - that I become the most powerful person in the Universe, and that no one may be able to kill me, except a son of the god Shiva.' Shiva at that time was unmarried, and it seemed to the entire world that he would always remain so and never have any children. Taraka felt he was safe in making this request of Brahma.

The strength of Taraka's prayers and penance was such that Brahma had to grant him what he desired. Taraka became stronger and more powerful each day. No one could resist him, and no one could kill him. Shiva remained unmarried, without a son.

Soon Taraka threatened the gods themselves. Indra, king of the gods, had to give up to Taraka his marvellous white horse, Uchchaisraivas; the Rishis had to give him their magic cow, Kamadhenu, that fulfilled every wish; Kubera, the god of wealth, had to give him his thousand sea horses. Vayu, the wind-god, blew as Taraka dictated. Chandrama, the Moon, was so terrified that it remained full all the time, while Surya, the Sun, forgot to give any heat. The world was in chaos, and the gods were terrified.

So Indra called a great council of all the gods where it was decided that somehow the gods would have to convince Shiva to marry and have a son who could then kill Taraka. The gods felt that Parvati, the beautiful, wise and accomplished daughter of the Himalayas, would be a suitable bride for Shiva. However, Shiva was deep in meditation, and completely unaware of either Parvati or the world around.

Once again, the gods held a consultation, and Kama, the god of love, was sent to awaken love in Shiva's heart. Kama flew to Mount Kailash, where he found Shiva, seated on a rock, deep in meditation, his eyes closed. The world lay still and silent all around - the birds had stopped singing, the grass had stopped growing in awe of the god's tapasya. Kama hid himself behind a rock and watched, hesitant to disturb Shiva's meditation. Just then Parvati came by, gathering flowers, and looking so beautiful that Kama felt Shiva was sure to fall in love with her if he saw her. Kama shot one of his arrows straight into Shiva's heart. Shiva's eyes flew open in wrath - and Kama was burned to ashes instantly. But his arrow had done its work - Shiva also saw Parvati and fell in love with her.

At the urging of the other gods, Shiva finally married Parvati, much to everyone's relief and joy. But for many years Shiva and Parvati had no children. In despair the gods sent Agni, the god of fire, to convince Shiva to have a son. Agni disguised himself as a dove, and managed to pick up a seed of Shiva which he carried back with him to Indra. But the seed of Shiva proved too heavy for Agni to carry, and as he flew over the river Ganga, the seed fell into its sacred waters. From the river rose a child, strong and radiant, perfect in every way. This was Kartikkeya, Shiva's son, born to kill the asura Taraka.

At the very moment that Kartikkeya emerged from the waters of the Ganga, the six Krittikas, the Pleiades, daughters of six kings, came down to the river to bathe. Each claimed the baby for herself and wanted to nurse him. To please them all, the baby grew six heads with six little mouths, and was suckled by all the six Krittikas. Thus Kartikkeya is said to have six heads, and twelve arms.

Nurtured by the Ganga, fostered by the Krittikas, Kartikkeya grew up tall and strong. He was a great warrior, and was appointed Commander of the army of the gods. In a long and fierce battle, Kartikkeya slew the demon Taraka, freeing the world of the demon and fulfilling his own destiny. Kartikkeya is also called Tarakajit - the destroyer of Taraka. We worship him as the god of war.




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