Jai Ma Kali
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Once upon a time there lived a kind,just and fair potentate.In order to know the grievances and complaints of the 'hoi polloi',he got a glockenspiel hung at the market square. Any person who had been treated unfairly by somebody, could come and ring the glockenspiel . The potentate then after a powpow with his advisors would deliver the judgement.
A considerable long time had elapsed.The chord of the glockenspiel had become tattered.A thick vine sprouted around it.It was not revamped.
One day a stallion happened to come to the market place.He was so lean and thin that one could count the bones inside his body.He looked weary and famished.On seeing the vine growing on the chord of the glockenspiel,he started chomping on the vine.In the process,the chord got pulled.The glockenspiel started jingling.
The loud tintinnabulation of the glockenspiel rent the sky.People skedaddled to the market place to see who had suffered such a great injustice as to ring the glockenspiel like this.They were agape and aghast to see that it was a critter.
The potentate enjoined his flunkeys to trace out whose stallion it was.The lackeys discovered that the horse belonged to a soldier.The soldier had taken good care of it when it was robust and healthy.But after it outlived its utility,the soldier chucked it out .
Was the stallion unknowingly complaining against the injustice meted out to it by its master?
The potentate was fair both to his subjects and the critters in his domain.He summoned the soldier and ordered him to take the stallion back home and take good care of it.
Moral*****
Always bear in mind if you yourself would like to be treated in the same way you are treating somebody!!
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-----DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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Once upon a time there lived a kind,just and fair potentate.In order to know the grievances and complaints of the 'hoi polloi',he got a glockenspiel hung at the market square. Any person who had been treated unfairly by somebody, could come and ring the glockenspiel . The potentate then after a powpow with his advisors would deliver the judgement.
A considerable long time had elapsed.The chord of the glockenspiel had become tattered.A thick vine sprouted around it.It was not revamped.
One day a stallion happened to come to the market place.He was so lean and thin that one could count the bones inside his body.He looked weary and famished.On seeing the vine growing on the chord of the glockenspiel,he started chomping on the vine.In the process,the chord got pulled.The glockenspiel started jingling.
The loud tintinnabulation of the glockenspiel rent the sky.People skedaddled to the market place to see who had suffered such a great injustice as to ring the glockenspiel like this.They were agape and aghast to see that it was a critter.
The potentate enjoined his flunkeys to trace out whose stallion it was.The lackeys discovered that the horse belonged to a soldier.The soldier had taken good care of it when it was robust and healthy.But after it outlived its utility,the soldier chucked it out .
Was the stallion unknowingly complaining against the injustice meted out to it by its master?
The potentate was fair both to his subjects and the critters in his domain.He summoned the soldier and ordered him to take the stallion back home and take good care of it.
Moral*****
Always bear in mind if you yourself would like to be treated in the same way you are treating somebody!!
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-----DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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