[JAI MA KALI]
PRESENCE OF MIND
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Once a cosset along with his hurtle was grazing in a pasture.He considered himself a grown up sheep and capable enough to take care of and fend for himself.When the dusk dawned,his mom summoned him to return to habitat with the meinie.Being cocky and obstreperous,he paid no heed and continued to nibble merrily the scrumptious viands.When he was chock-a-block,he lifted his head and saw that the parcel was already gone.
He was left alone.The Sun was sinking and the darkness was spreading.He panicked.The thought of the monstrous Wolf that had gormandized a number of his pals,gave goose-pimples to him.Bleating for his mum,he started wildly over the field Hardly he had covered half way,he saw the wolf with blood-shot eyes standing over a clod.
A thrill of horror shimmied down his spine.He was in imminent danger of losing his life.But he had a great presence of mind.Mustering enough courage, he baaed cajolingly to the wolf:
"Your Majesty,it is as sure as egg in eggs that within a few minutes,I would be in your gut.Please fulfill my last wish prior to my death.Pipe me a merry tune as I long to jitterbug for the last time."
The wolf consented.He struck up a melodious tune and the cosset leaped and frisked gaily.The hurtle was trudging slowly homeward.The evening wind carried the echo of the tune within the earshot of the shepherd dogs.They smelt a rat and about-turned to race to the pasture.Seeing the dogs,the wolf skedaddled away with the dogs at his heels.
While running to safety,the wolf cursed himself for being a nincompoop for turning piper to please a lambkin when he should have stuck to his butcher's trade.
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MORAL: DO NOT LET ANYTHING TURN YOU FROM YOUR PURPOSE.
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{DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA}
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PRESENCE OF MIND
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Once a cosset along with his hurtle was grazing in a pasture.He considered himself a grown up sheep and capable enough to take care of and fend for himself.When the dusk dawned,his mom summoned him to return to habitat with the meinie.Being cocky and obstreperous,he paid no heed and continued to nibble merrily the scrumptious viands.When he was chock-a-block,he lifted his head and saw that the parcel was already gone.
He was left alone.The Sun was sinking and the darkness was spreading.He panicked.The thought of the monstrous Wolf that had gormandized a number of his pals,gave goose-pimples to him.Bleating for his mum,he started wildly over the field Hardly he had covered half way,he saw the wolf with blood-shot eyes standing over a clod.
A thrill of horror shimmied down his spine.He was in imminent danger of losing his life.But he had a great presence of mind.Mustering enough courage, he baaed cajolingly to the wolf:
"Your Majesty,it is as sure as egg in eggs that within a few minutes,I would be in your gut.Please fulfill my last wish prior to my death.Pipe me a merry tune as I long to jitterbug for the last time."
The wolf consented.He struck up a melodious tune and the cosset leaped and frisked gaily.The hurtle was trudging slowly homeward.The evening wind carried the echo of the tune within the earshot of the shepherd dogs.They smelt a rat and about-turned to race to the pasture.Seeing the dogs,the wolf skedaddled away with the dogs at his heels.
While running to safety,the wolf cursed himself for being a nincompoop for turning piper to please a lambkin when he should have stuck to his butcher's trade.
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MORAL: DO NOT LET ANYTHING TURN YOU FROM YOUR PURPOSE.
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{DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA}
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