Stories - 5 - Fighting Goats And The Jackal

Fighting Goats And The Jackal

One day while a sage was going through a jungle, he saw two golden rams (billy goats) fighting each other.  

Even though both were wounded, and blood was oozing out from their heads and bodies, they did not stop fighting and rammed at each other.
 
At the same time, a hungry jackal was passing by. When he saw all the blood, he started licking the blood from the ground without caring for the fighting rams.
 

 
Watching all this, the sage thought to himself, "This jackal is a fool as it has become greedy by the smell of blood. If he comes between the fighting rams, it will get rammed and get hurt himself".  

No sooner had the sage thought of it, the jackal craving for more blood came nearer to the fighting rams, and got caught in the middle of their fight. Both the rams rammed into him by mistake. He got hit on his head, and fell down. He was died instantly from the injury.
 
The Moral of the Story:

Do not close your eyes to the impending danger due to greed.

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Stories - 4 - The Jackal And The Drum

The Jackal And The Drum

One day, a jackal called Gomaya was very hungry, and was wandering about in search of food.

After some time, he wandered out of the jungle he lived in, and reached a deserted battlefield.
 
In this deserted battlefield, a battle was fought recently. The fighting armies had left behind a drum, which was lying near a tree.
 
As strong winds blew, the branches of the tree got rubbed against the drum. This made a strange noise.
 
When the jackal heard this sound, he got very frightened and thought of running away, "If I cannot flee from here before I am seen by the person making all this noise, I will be in trouble".
 

As he was about to run away, he had a second thought. "It is unwise to run away from soomething without knowing. Instead, I must be careful in finding out the source of this noise".
 
He took the courage to creeep forward cautiously. When he saw the drum, he realized that it was only the wind that was causing all the noise.
 
He continued his search for food, and near the drum he found sufficient food and water.
 
The Moral of the Story:

Only the brave succeed in life.

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Stories - 3 - Two Fishes And A Frog

Two Fishes And A Frog

Two large fishes, Sahasrabuddhi and Satabuddhi lived in a big pond, and were close friends with a frog called Ekabuddhi. They spent a lot of time together on the bank of the pond.

One evening, as they were assembled on the bank of the pond, they saw a few fishermen approaching. They had nets and big baskets with them, which were full of fishes that they had caught.

While passing by the pond, they noticed that the pond was full of fishes. One of them said to the others, "Let us come here tomorrow morning. This pond is not very deep, and is full of fishes. We have never caught fishes in this pond."

They agreed to return the very next morning, and continued their journey homewards.

The frog was depressed on hearing the fishermen and said, "O Friends, we should decide what to do, whether to run or hide. These fishermen will return tomorrow morning!"

The fishes however did not care much. The first fish said, "O Friend, It is just mere talks of few passing fishermen. Don't worry, for they will not come. And, even if they do, I know innumerable tricky water movements. I shall save myself and my family with ease."
 

The second fish joined, "I am as talented in tricky water movements as you! I will be able to save myself and my family too. I support your stand, for I will not abandon the home of our ancestors for the sake of some mere talk of few passing fishermen."

But the frog was not convinced, he said, "My friends, my only talent is that I can foresee danger. You may stay, but I will leave with my family to some other pond before morning."

The very next morning, the fishermen came and cast their nets all over the pond. They had a big haul, and caught many fishes, frogs, tortoises and crabs.
 

Sahasrabuddhi and Satabuddhi tried hard to escape, but none of their tricks worked. They were caught, and when the fishermen dragged their net on the bank of the pond they were already dead.

Being the largest of the fishes the fishermen caught, they proudly displayed Sahasrabuddhi and Satabuddhi, and carried them separately as they started homewards.

Meanwhile, the frog, Ekabuddhi, had already found a well for shelter. Being worried and anxious, he came to the surface. But as he saw the fishermen departing with his friends, he became sad.

He told his wife, "They were very talented, but lacked the only talent that was most important. As for me, I may have only one talent, but I swim happily with my family!"

The Moral of the Story:

At the first hint of danger, act quickly to save yourself.

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