The Donkey and His Clever Master

          One day a man was leading his donkey with a load of salt on its back. On the way to the market place there was a little shallow stream with a bridge on it. At the time of crossing the bridge, the load fell into the water. The salt melted into the water. The donkey, being relieved of the burden, went home fresh and gay.

          Next day the master as usual loaded the donkey with salt and made for the market place. The donkey was crossing the same stream with the load. At this time it fell into the stream intentionally and got -rid of the load. ‘The master noticed the trick of the donkey and made up his mind to teach it a lesson. 

          The next time the master bought a load of sponge. He put it on the back of the donkey and drove it home.

          The donkey, while crossing the same stream played its old trick. 
But the master now pulled all the load out of water and placed it again on the donkey’s back. The sponge got wet and now the load was much heavier than the first. From that day the donkey never played such a trick again.

The Revengeful Elephant Elephant

          It was a hot summer day. An elephant-driver was passing through a market place.

He bought a cocoanut from a shop. He was very hungry and thirsty. So he could not wait for going home and cutting the cocoanut. He had not with him any implement wherewith to do it. So lie hit the cocoanut on the elephant’s head and ate the kernel.

          The elephant felt much pain. He bore it all quietly. Rut he could not forget cruel deed of his master.

          The next day the driver was again out on an elephant ride. He was passing through the same market place. The elephant stopped beside the shop of the cocoanut-seller and flicked up a cocoanut with his trunk. All on a sudden the elephant hit the cocoanut right on the head of the driver by way of revenge. As a result the driver died then and there.

Moral: Tit for tat.

The Fox Without A Tail

          One day a hungry fox was caught in a trap. He did his best to get away, but in vain. The farmer cut off his bushy tail and set him free.

          The fox felt very much ashamed for the loss of his tail. He thought that other foxes would laugh at him. After a good deal of thought he hit upon a nice plan.

          One day he called a meeting of all the foxes of the forest. “My friends,” shouted the fox at the top of his voice, “to carry such a bushy tail with you is a disgrace. The tails are unnecessary loads. They are ugly things. Look here, I feel lighter and happier since I cut off my tail.”

          The foxes listened to his speech spell-bound.

          At this, a grave old fox rose and said, “It is a good suggestion indeed, my dear friend, but I think you would not have advised us to cut off our jails if you had not lost yours.”

          All the foxes could now discover the truth. In their anger they drove away the tail-less fox and left the meeting.

Moral : Don’t  blindly follow the advice of others.

The Story of Blue Jackal

          Once upon a time a jackal fell into a washer man’s tub, containing indigo water. So he got dyed in blue and became proud of his complexion.

          In the morning the jackal entered into the forest. At the sight of a strange animal all the beasts of the forest, began to flee away in fear. He hit upon a plan to cheat them. He called them in a meeting and shouted at the top of his voice, “Listen to me, O ye, denizens of the forest I Clod has sent me to rule over thee. Let me, therefore, proclaim myself your king”.

          All animals, even lions, elephants and tigers paid homage to their new king. The blue jackal distributed the offices of the state among different animals. But he treated his own folk with contempt. So the jackals made a plot to ruin him.

          One evening the new king sat in council. All of a sudden all the jackals yelled together. The blue jackal joined in the cry. His game was thus found out and he was killed.

Moral: Too much cunning over-reaches itself.

Building Castles in The Air

           Once there lived a poor young man of a romantic turn of mind, rather given to day dreams. With a very small capital he bought a basket of glassware and opened a shop in the heart of a city. The customers would like the man, and so his articles commanded a good sale.

           One day he was waiting for the customers and was giving a free play to his romantic ideas. Soon he fell into a bliss of deep sleep, leaving the basket of glassware at his feet.

           In course of his sleep he began to dream that his glassware brought him a good profit. With that amount he would start one business after another. He fancied that he would be a. millionaire with a palatial house in the city. The vizier should then give him his daughter in mart His wife would be proud of her high rank and disobey him.

           In course of his dream the young man flew into a great rage to leach his wife a lesson, and fancied to kick her.

           But unfortunately for him, his kick fell on the basket of glassware which broke into pieces. The sound of the crash roused him from his foolish dream. He was shocked to find that his castle in the air had all collapsed. That was the end of all his property and ambition.

The Lion’s Shabb

          In a forest there lived a lion, a fox and a wolf. One day the lion said, “From to-day we are all intimate friends. We shall share our booty equally.” The fox and the wolf gladly agreed.

          One day, they managed to hunt an ass, a deer and a hare. The three hunters stood round the dead animals for the distribution of the booty.

          The lion said to the wolf, “Friend wolf, how are we to divide our booty?” “Very simple,” said the wolf. “You take the ass, let the fox take the hare and let me have nice-looking deer.”
The lion did not like this division. In anger he fell upon the poor wolf and killed him on the spot.

          The lion then turned to the fox and said, “Now, my dear fox, what do you suggest?” The fox trembled to see the fate of the wolf. He said very humbly, “0 Sir, the matter is very easy. Please take the ass for your morning meal, the deer for the evening meal and the hare for your tiffin.”

          “What a nice division!” cried out the lion, “Who taught you such wisdom and justice?” “Well, friend lion, I learned this justice from yonder dead wolf.” So saying the fox ran away never to come back.

Cap-Seller and The Monkeys

          One day a cap-seller was returning home from the market. He sold out almost all his stock, but only ten caps were left. Being tired and hungry, he placed a rug on the ground and sat in the shade of a tree for rest. The day was hot, and there was a gentle breeze. This made him drowsy, and very soon he fell fast asleep with his basket of red caps by his side.
          When he woke up, he was surprised to find that all his caps were gone. Suddenly he heard a sound and looked up. He saw a number of monkeys swinging on the branches, each one with a red cap on his head.
          The cap-seller was now in a fix. To get back his caps, he made various gestures to the monkeys. He even threw stones at them, but to no effect. Then a bright idea dawned on him. In pretended anger he pulled out his own cap and threw it away from him.
          At once the monkeys imitated the cap-seller and threw away all the caps they had stolen. He picked up the caps and went away.
Moral: ‘Necessity is the mother of invention,’