Friday, 8 May 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE NARCISSISTIC CROW
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: THE NARCISSISTIC CROW: [ jai ma kali] xxxxxxxxxx...
THE NARCISSISTIC CROW
[ jai ma kali]
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THE NARCISSISTIC CROW
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Once upon a time there lived a crow in a jungle. He was a narcissistic and very grabby crow. One day he happened to see a silk larch in full bloom. Its large, bright and red flowers dazzled in the sun.
"Ah, what beautiful flowers!"cawed the crow,"The fruit of this tree must be very scrumptious.I must reserve this tree for myself only."
He perched himself on one of the branches and yowled,"Hark, all you birds, this tree is mine and none should dare come near it."
He kept a watch over that larch and would shoo away any bird that fluttered near it.Soon the news of the crow and the silk tree spread all over the forest.All the birds avoided flying near the tree.
He was greatly tempted by the bright red flowers. He would eye the flowers greedily and hone his neb on the branches, waiting for the day when he would relish the fruit.
As the days grew hotter,the fruit ripened and at last a few pods sprouted up one fine day.Jitterbugging with sheer joy,the crow pecked at a ripened pod. His mouth was at once filled with parched and fluffy stuff.
"Ouch!"blubbered the crow and expectorated it out tout de suite. He tried again. To his great dolor and shock. he was nearly choked with the same white stuff.It was semul cotton!Little did the poor creature realise what had been in store for him !
Thirsty and peckish,the hapless crow fluttered to another tree to cull a few berries. But the other birds, tout de suite, assaulted him with wrath,pecking him all over.They hollered,"He is a selfish crow.We won't share our berries as he did not allow us to share the fruit of his tree."
The narcissistic crow had to vamoose to his tree, watching sadly the dry cotton fluttering from the pods and floating away in the air.
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MORAL----We ought to share our things with those in need.
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[DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA]
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THE NARCISSISTIC CROW
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Once upon a time there lived a crow in a jungle. He was a narcissistic and very grabby crow. One day he happened to see a silk larch in full bloom. Its large, bright and red flowers dazzled in the sun.
"Ah, what beautiful flowers!"cawed the crow,"The fruit of this tree must be very scrumptious.I must reserve this tree for myself only."
He perched himself on one of the branches and yowled,"Hark, all you birds, this tree is mine and none should dare come near it."
He kept a watch over that larch and would shoo away any bird that fluttered near it.Soon the news of the crow and the silk tree spread all over the forest.All the birds avoided flying near the tree.
He was greatly tempted by the bright red flowers. He would eye the flowers greedily and hone his neb on the branches, waiting for the day when he would relish the fruit.
As the days grew hotter,the fruit ripened and at last a few pods sprouted up one fine day.Jitterbugging with sheer joy,the crow pecked at a ripened pod. His mouth was at once filled with parched and fluffy stuff.
"Ouch!"blubbered the crow and expectorated it out tout de suite. He tried again. To his great dolor and shock. he was nearly choked with the same white stuff.It was semul cotton!Little did the poor creature realise what had been in store for him !
Thirsty and peckish,the hapless crow fluttered to another tree to cull a few berries. But the other birds, tout de suite, assaulted him with wrath,pecking him all over.They hollered,"He is a selfish crow.We won't share our berries as he did not allow us to share the fruit of his tree."
The narcissistic crow had to vamoose to his tree, watching sadly the dry cotton fluttering from the pods and floating away in the air.
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MORAL----We ought to share our things with those in need.
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[DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA]
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Saturday, 2 May 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: LEX TALIONIS: {jai ma kali} LEX TALIONIS ============...
LEX TALIONIS
{jai ma kali}
LEX TALIONIS
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Once upon a time there lived a crofter with his family in a village.One day his son was gambolling with his pals in the farm.Suddenly a venomous ophidian emerged from nowhere and bit the son, causing his instanteous death.Gurgling with ire,the crofter took oath to kill the ophidian.
He went in hot pursuit of the ophidian.He spotted it just as it was creeping into its hole. The croter slugged it with an axe but succeeded only in slicing off a part of its tail.
The ophidian hissed with wrath. It vowed to take revenge on the crofter.It would daily sneak stealthily into the farm and bite one of the crofter's cattle. When the crofter came to know of it,he was alarmed. He decided to chum up the ophidian and make peace with it.
"I repent to hurt you,"trilled he to the ophidian,"Please realize my pain and mental condition at the death of my son.What I did to you was only to avenge my son's death.I understand why you attacked my cattle.Let bygones be bygones.Let us forget and forgive each other and be chums."
"Sorry, you and I can never be friends,"retorted the ophidian,"We may forgive each other but it is as sure as eggs in eggs,that you will never forget the death of your son and I can never forget the loss of my tail."
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MORAL===You may be able to forgive a person for inflicting injury on you but you can never forget the injury !!
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======DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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LEX TALIONIS
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Once upon a time there lived a crofter with his family in a village.One day his son was gambolling with his pals in the farm.Suddenly a venomous ophidian emerged from nowhere and bit the son, causing his instanteous death.Gurgling with ire,the crofter took oath to kill the ophidian.
He went in hot pursuit of the ophidian.He spotted it just as it was creeping into its hole. The croter slugged it with an axe but succeeded only in slicing off a part of its tail.
The ophidian hissed with wrath. It vowed to take revenge on the crofter.It would daily sneak stealthily into the farm and bite one of the crofter's cattle. When the crofter came to know of it,he was alarmed. He decided to chum up the ophidian and make peace with it.
"I repent to hurt you,"trilled he to the ophidian,"Please realize my pain and mental condition at the death of my son.What I did to you was only to avenge my son's death.I understand why you attacked my cattle.Let bygones be bygones.Let us forget and forgive each other and be chums."
"Sorry, you and I can never be friends,"retorted the ophidian,"We may forgive each other but it is as sure as eggs in eggs,that you will never forget the death of your son and I can never forget the loss of my tail."
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MORAL===You may be able to forgive a person for inflicting injury on you but you can never forget the injury !!
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======DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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Thursday, 30 April 2015
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
Satyam Shivam Sundaram: HOW I WAS OUTFOXED: [jai ma kali] HOW I WAS OUTFOXED xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...
HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
[jai ma kali]
HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
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As an adolescent, I considered myself intelligent par excellence.I,vaingloriously, used to tom-tom about my super intelligence and mockingly throw gauntlet to every Tom,Dick and Harry to dare outwit me.
During summer vacations,I jaunted to my ancestral home in a village.One day it was sweltering hot.As it was unbearable, I sneaked out of the home with a basket of scrumptious mangoes to chomp and plumped down under the umbra of a larch.I deposited the basket beside me and became engrossed in reading an interesting novel of Enid Blyton.
After sometime my attention was distracted by some chattering echo coming from beside me.I glanced up to find that my basket of mangoes was empty.All the mangoes barring the one which I was holding had evanesced.I looked around and to my utter surprise,saw a troop of monkeys grinning sheepishly at me from the tree. Each of them held a mango in his hand.
I yammered with unbridled fury.How to retrieve the mangoes was a big question. My intelligence was at stake. I chewed the cud for a trick to get back the mangoes.The story of the cap seller and monkeys bobbed up in my mind.Emulating the flimflam used by the cap-seller, I slung down the mango that I had in the hope that the monkeys would do the same.But lo and behold! a baby monkey tiptoed to the mango I had flung and after picking it up, skedaddled back up the larch,leaving me agape and aghast!
This is how I was outfoxed by the monkeys. my pride of being super intelligent was torn to tatters.
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-------DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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HOW I WAS OUTFOXED
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As an adolescent, I considered myself intelligent par excellence.I,vaingloriously, used to tom-tom about my super intelligence and mockingly throw gauntlet to every Tom,Dick and Harry to dare outwit me.
During summer vacations,I jaunted to my ancestral home in a village.One day it was sweltering hot.As it was unbearable, I sneaked out of the home with a basket of scrumptious mangoes to chomp and plumped down under the umbra of a larch.I deposited the basket beside me and became engrossed in reading an interesting novel of Enid Blyton.
After sometime my attention was distracted by some chattering echo coming from beside me.I glanced up to find that my basket of mangoes was empty.All the mangoes barring the one which I was holding had evanesced.I looked around and to my utter surprise,saw a troop of monkeys grinning sheepishly at me from the tree. Each of them held a mango in his hand.
I yammered with unbridled fury.How to retrieve the mangoes was a big question. My intelligence was at stake. I chewed the cud for a trick to get back the mangoes.The story of the cap seller and monkeys bobbed up in my mind.Emulating the flimflam used by the cap-seller, I slung down the mango that I had in the hope that the monkeys would do the same.But lo and behold! a baby monkey tiptoed to the mango I had flung and after picking it up, skedaddled back up the larch,leaving me agape and aghast!
This is how I was outfoxed by the monkeys. my pride of being super intelligent was torn to tatters.
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-------DEVENDRA SRIVASTAVA
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