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Panchatantra Stories: Pt. Vishnu Sharma

Panchatantra Stories: Pt. Vishnu Sharma
Panchatantra Stories: Pt. Vishnu Sharma


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The Story of the Beginning – Friendship: The Story of the Panchatantra
Katha of Mitrabhed Prarambh: Panchtantra

In the city named Mahilaropya, there lived a merchant’s son named Vardhaman. He had created enough wealth in business in a righteous manner; But he was not satisfied with that much; There was a desire to earn even more money. Wealth is earned by six measures only—by begging, royal service, farming, learning, interest and business. Of these, the means of trade is the best. There are many types of business too. The best of them is to collect the best things from abroad and sell them at home. Thinking this, Vardhaman resolved to go out of his city. He got his chariot ready for the way to Mathura. Get two beautiful, strong bulls installed in the chariot. Their names were – Sanjeevak and Nandak.

When Vardhaman’s chariot reached the banks of the Yamuna, a bull named Sanjeevak got stuck in the swamp on the banks of the river. While trying to get out from there, one of his legs was also broken. Vardhaman was very sad to see this. For three nights he waited for the bull to recover. Later his charioteer said that “There are many violent animals living in this forest. There is no way to protect them here. It will take many days for Sanjeevak to recover. Life cannot be endangered by staying here for so many days. Why do you put your life in the mouth of death?”

Then Vardhamana went ahead keeping a guard to guard Sanjeevak. When the guards also saw that the forest was full of many lions, tigers and leopards, they too ran away from there after a day or two to save their lives and lied in front of Vardhaman, “Swami! Sanjeevak is dead. We cremated him. – performed the rites.” Vardhaman was very sad to hear this, but now there was no solution.

Here, Sanjeevak had become somewhat healthy after consuming the cool air of Yamuna-bank. The front part of the doob of the shore is very strong for the animals. After eating it continuously, he became very muscular and strong. His job was to bridge the banks of the river with his horns throughout the day and play with the horns in the bushes on the banks of the thundering intoxicated.

One day a lion named Pinglak came to drink water on the same Yamuna-bank. There he heard Sanjeevak’s deep roar from a distance. Hearing that, he got scared and hid in the bushes.

The lion was accompanied by two jackals – Kartak and Damanak. These two always used to follow behind the lion. When he saw his lord in fear, he was filled with astonishment. It was indeed a matter of great surprise for the lord of the forest to be so fearful. Pinglak had never been so frightened till date. Damanak said to his fellow jackal – ‘Karatak! Our master is the king of the forest. All the animals are afraid of him. Today he is sitting like this scared. Despite being thirsty, he went to the Yamuna-bank to drink water and returned; What is the reason for this fear?”

Kartaka replied – “Damanak! Whatever may be the reason, what about us? It is not right to interfere in the work of others. He who does this, dies in agony like the same monkey, who unnecessarily interferes in the work of others out of curiosity. did .”

Damanak asked – “What did you say?”

Karatak said – “Listen!’

The Monkey and the Peg: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bandar Aur Lakri Ka Khoonta: Panchtantra

At one time a temple was being constructed at a distance from the city. There was a lot of wood work in the temple, so many laborers were engaged in the work of chopping wood. Here and there wooden logs were lying and the work of splitting the logs and beams was going on. All the workers had to go into town to have lunch, so there was nobody there for an hour at noon. One day when it was time to eat, all the laborers left work and left. One log was left half split. The laborers went away after sticking a wooden nail in the half split log. Doing this makes it easier to insert the saw again.
Just then a group of monkeys came jumping and jumping. There was also a mischievous monkey among them, who used to tamper with things unnecessarily. It was his habit to mess up. The chief of monkeys ordered everyone not to tamper with the things lying there. All the monkeys went towards the trees, but that evil monkey, keeping everyone’s eyes out of sight, stayed behind and started creating obstacles.
His eyes fell on the half-torn log. That’s all, he lay down on it and started looking at the nail stuck in the middle. Then he looked at the saw lying nearby. He picked it up and started rubbing it on the wood. When the sound of kirrrrr-kirrrrr started coming out of it, he angrily slammed the saw. In the language of those monkeys, Kirrrrr-kirrrrr meant ‘Nikhattu’. He again started looking at the nail stuck between the logs.
There was curiosity in his mind that what would happen if this banana was removed from the middle of the log? Now he started trying hard to get hold of the banana and take it out. The nail stuck between the log is very firmly clamped between the two legs, because the two legs of the log keep pressing it like a very strong spring clip.
The monkey tried very hard to shake it. When the nail started moving and sliding on applying force, the monkey became happy with its power.
He started moving the nail while barking louder. In the midst of this fistfight, the monkey’s tail had come between the two legs, which he did not even know about.
He excitedly gave a forceful jerk and as soon as the nail was pulled out, the two split ends of the log were joined like a firecracker clip and the monkey’s tail got stuck in the middle. The monkey shouted.
Only then the laborers returned there. On seeing them, the monkey tried to run away and its tail broke. He ran away screaming with his broken tail.

After telling the story, Kartak said, “That’s why I say

I believe that the work which does not prove any meaning, should not be done. Doing useless work can even lead to loss of life. Arey, even now we get plenty of food from what Pinglak brings after hunting. Then what is the use of unnecessarily getting into trouble!”

Damanak said, “So do you live only for food? This is not correct. Who does not fill his stomach! It is only appropriate for him to live, whose life goes on for many more people. Secondly, one who, having power, does not use it and allows it to be destroyed, he also has to be humiliated in the end!”

Kartak said, “But we both are out of the ministerial post even like this. Then what is the use of trying to know all this about the king? In such a situation, even saying something to the king would have to be laughed at. A person should use his speech only where there is some benefit from its use.

“Brother, you don’t understand well. By staying away from the king, we will lose our respect too. The one who lives near the king, the king’s eyes are also on him and the person becomes extraordinary only by being near the king.

Karatak asked, “What do you want to do?”

“Our lord Pingalaka is scared today.” Damanak said, “all his companions are also scared. I want to know the reason for their fear.”

“How do you know they are scared?”

“Come on, that’s hard too! Pingalaka’s body language, gait, speech, eyes and face clearly show that he is scared. I will go to him and find out the reason for his fear. Then using my intelligence I will dispel his fear. By subduing him in this way, I will get my ministerial post again.

Karatak still expressed doubt, “You do not know anything about how to serve the king. In such a situation, how will you control him?

Damanak said, “I do not know about Rajseva, how can you say this? Living with my father in my childhood, whatever I heard about service religion and politics, I have learned everything very well. There is immense gold in this earth; Only brave, learned and clever servants of the king can get it.

Karatak still could not believe it. He said, “Tell me, what will you say to Pingalaka?”

“What can I say from now on! At the time of conversation, one thing automatically emerges from one thing to another. I will talk as the occasion arises. I will say whatever I have to say after considering appropriate-improper and time. In the lap of my father, I have heard this proverb that one who says irrelevant things has to bear insult, even if he is Jupiter, the teacher of the gods.

Kartak said, “Then also remember that just as the mountains full of violent animals like lions, tigers and crooked animals like snakes are inhospitable and heterogeneous, similarly the kings also become very harsh due to the company of cruel and evil people. They are not easily pleased and if someone does something against the will of the king even by mistake, then they destroy it by biting like a snake.

Damanak said, “You are right. An intelligent person should please the lord by acting according to his wishes. With this mantra he can be subdued.

Kartaka realized that Damanaka had made up his mind to meet Pingalaka. He said, “If you have such a thought then definitely go. Just remember one thing of mine that be careful all the time when you reach the king. My future is also connected with you. May your path be blessed.

After getting Kartak’s permission, Damanak bowed down to him and went to meet Pinglak.

Pinglak, sitting in the center of the array for safety, saw Damanak coming towards him from a distance. He said to the guard appointed at the gate of the array, “Damanak, the son of my former general secretary, is coming. Let him enter fearlessly and make arrangements to make him sit on a proper seat.”

Damanak approached Pinglak without any hesitation and bowed down to him. At the same time, after getting his signal, he sat in another circle nearby.

Sinharaj Pinglak raised his heavy paw showing affection and placed it on Damanak’s shoulder and asked with respect, “Say, Damanak, are you well? Seen you after a long time today. Where are you coming from?

Damanak said, “What use can we have at the feet of Maharaj! But according to time, even kings may have to work with good, medium and low-class people. Even so, we have always been the servants of Maharaj. Unfortunately, we have not got our position and rights, even then where can we go leaving your service. We are a million small and incapable, but such an occasion may also come when Maharaj thinks of taking our service.

Pingalaka was worried at that time. Said, “You leave the matter of small-big or capable-incapable, oppressor. You are the son of our minister, so whatever you want to say, say it fearlessly.

Even after getting protection, the clever Damanak did not think it right to talk about the fear of the king in front of everyone. He requested privacy to speak his mind.

Pingalaka looked at his retinues. Realizing the wish of the king, the surrounding creatures moved away and went away.

On being alone, Damanak very cleverly teased Pinglak’s sore vein. Said, “Swami, you were going to drink water on the banks of the Yamuna, then suddenly you returned thirsty, why are you sitting in the middle of this circle, so worried? ,

At first Singh hesitated after listening to Damanak. Then trusting the cleverness of the oppressor, he thought it appropriate to reveal his secret. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Damanak, you are listening to this continuous roaring, are you not?

“Listening, sir!”

“That’s why I

I am upset. This roar was happening again and again on the shore. It seems that some dangerous animal has come in this forest. Whose roar is so fierce, how would he himself be! Because of this, I am thinking of leaving this forest and going somewhere else.

Damanak said, “But it is not proper, Maharaj, to leave your kingdom out of fear just by hearing the words! What about word or sound? Even the sound of many eagles is as serious as thunder and before leaving the place of our forefathers, we must find out what is the reason for the sound. It was a matter of fear like a jackal, who later came to know that there is a pole-he-pole in the drum.

Pinglak asked, “What happened to Gomayu the jackal?” Damanak began to tell the story of Gomayu —

The Jackal and the Drum: The Story of the Panchatantra
Siyar Aur Dhol: Panchtantra

Once there was a fierce battle between two kings near a forest. One won the other lost. The armies returned to their cities. Just one army drum was left behind. Bhat and Charan went with the army by playing that drum and used to tell stories of bravery at night.
One day after the war there was a storm. In the force of the storm, that drum kept rolling and standing near a dry tree. The dry branches of that tree were attached to the drum in such a way that as soon as the strong wind blew, they would hit the drum and there would be a resonating sound of Dhamdham-Dhamdham.
A jackal used to roam in that area. He heard the sound of the drum. He got very scared. He had never heard any animal speak such a strange voice before. He started thinking that what kind of animal is this, who speaks such a loud voice ‘Dhamadham’. The jackal kept watching the drum secretly, to know whether this creature was going to fly or run on four legs.
One day the jackal was hiding behind a bush and kept an eye on the drum. Then a squirrel coming down from the tree jumped and landed on the drum. There was also a slight humming sound. The squirrel kept munching on the grain sitting on the drum.
grumbled the jackal, ‘Oh! So it is not a predatory creature. I should not be afraid either.
The jackal went close to the drum taking steps. Smelled it He could neither see the head nor the feet of the drum. Just then the twigs hit the drum with a gust of wind. There was a sound of dham and the jackal jumped and fell back.
‘Understood now,’ said the jackal trying to get up, ‘this is the outer shell. The soul is inside this shell. The voice is telling that whatever creature lives inside this shell, it must be fat and fresh. Fat body. That’s why it speaks loudly of dhum-dhum.
As soon as he entered his den, the jackal said, ‘O jackal! Get ready to eat a feast. I have come after finding a fat-fresh victim.
Sayari started asking, ‘Why didn’t you kill him and bring him back?’
The jackal rebuked him, ’cause I’m not a fool like you. He is hiding inside a shell. The shell is such that it has doors of dry skin on both sides. If I tried to catch him by putting my hand from one side, wouldn’t he run away from the other door?’
When the moon rose, both of them went towards the drum. When they were just getting closer, then the twigs hit the drum from the wind and there was a sound of dhum-dhum. Jackal spoke in Siyari’s ear, ‘Did you hear his voice? Just imagine the one whose voice is so deep, how fat and fresh he himself would be.’
Straightening both the drum, sit on both sides of it and tear the edge of both the skinned part of the drum with the teeth. As soon as the skins started being cut, the jackal said, ‘Be careful. Put your hands together and catch the prey.’
Both of them put their hands inside the drum with the sound of ‘Hum’ and started groping inside. There was nothing inside. They caught hold of each other’s hands.
Both shouted, ‘Yes! There is nothing here. And they were left banging their heads.

Lesson: People who brag big are also hollow from inside like a drum.
After hearing this story, Pinglak said, “Brother, what shall I do? How can I alone be patient when my whole family and all my companions are bent on running away in fear?

Damanak said, “What is the fault of your servants in this! The servant will do as the master does. Still, you stay here until I find out exactly about that voice.

Pingalaka asked in surprise, “Are you really thinking of going there?”

Damanak replied, “With the permission of the master, an able servant can do any work, whether he has to put his hand in the mouth of a snake or cross the sea. Kings should always keep such a servant close to them.

Pingalaka said, “If that is the case, then go, gentleman, may your path be auspicious.”

Damanak bowed down to him and went in the direction of the voice.

Pinglak started regretting that I unnecessarily told him the secret of my mind by coming in the words of Damanak. What faith does he have! He is upset because of losing the post of first minister. In order to take revenge, it is also possible that the oppressor may get greedy and join the enemy and later ambush me and get me killed. Well, now there is only one way to hide somewhere else and wait for the oppressor to come.

On the other hand, when Damanak reached Sanjeevak while searching, his happiness knew no bounds. Because of whose fear the lion was dying, he is a small bull. Damanak started thinking of taking advantage of this situation — Now Pinglak can be easily brought under his control by making treaty or worship with this bull. Thinking this, he returned and reached Pinglak.

Seeing him coming, Pinglak sat down carefully. Damanak bowed down to Pingalaka.

Pinglak asked, “Did you see that fierce creature? ,

Damanak said, “By your grace I have come to see him.”

Pinglak was surprised – ‘Really?’

Pinglak said to remove his shyness, “Then how did that strong animal leave you? maybe that’s why he

Must have left that strong people enmity or befriend only those who are equally strong. Where is that great sacrifice and where is a humble, humble creature like you!”

Damanak said hiding his anger, “It is so. He is really great. He is strong and I am a very small, humble creature. Still, if you ask, I can bring him too and put him in your service.”

Pinglak was surprised and said, “Are you telling the truth? Is this possible?

Damanak said, “Nothing is impossible for the intellect.”

Then Pinglak said, “If it is so, then I appoint you as my minister from today itself. I give you the rights of mercy and punishment on the subjects.

Delighted with the position and authority, Damanak walked proudly to Sanjeevak and growled, “O evil bull, come here. My lord Pinglak is calling you. How dare you bark and bark like this without a doubt?

Sanjivaka asked, “Who is this Pingalaka, brother?”

Damanak replied, “Hey! Don’t you know Vanraj Singh Pinglak? Now you will know. Look, the lion sitting with his family under the banyan tree is our lord Pingalaka.

Hearing this, Sanjeevak was shocked. He said in a bitter voice, “Brother, you seem to be a clever Suzanne.” Forgive me my master, then I will go with you now.

Damanak said, “You are right! OK, hold on. I will come after asking Swami.”

He went to Pingalaka and said, “Swami, he is not an ordinary animal. That is Lord Shankar’s vehicle Taurus. When I asked, he told that by the order of Lord Shankar, he comes here daily and grazes green grass on the banks of Yamuna and roams in this forest.

Pingalaka was horrified and said, “It must be true, because without the grace of the Lord, this grass-grazing creature cannot move fearlessly in a snake-infested forest like this.” Well, tell me what does he say now?

Damanak said, “I have told him that this forest is under the authority of my master Pinglak Singh, the vehicle of Goddess Durga, so go to him and live in brotherhood and graze happily in this forest. After listening to me, he has requested you for friendship.

Pingalaka was very happy. He praised and said, ′′ Minister, you are blessed! I gave him refuge; But you also bring me to me after getting protection from him.

Damanak, proud of his intelligence and fortune, again reached Sanjeevak. Said, “Friend! My lord has given you refuge. Now you walk with me fearlessly. But remember that even after getting the favor and favor of the king, you must behave properly with us. Don’t sit somewhere in pride and behave arbitrarily. I will rule according to time. With your stay on the post of minister, both of us will get the happiness of Rajya-Lakshmi. Those who do not give proper respect to good, medium and lowly people due to arrogance, they suffer like a tooth even after getting the respect of the king.

Sanjivak asked, “Who was this Dantil? ,

Started narrating the oppressive story —

The Fall and Rise of the Merchant: The Story of the Panchatantra
The Fall and Rise of Business: Panchtantra

Dantil, a very skilled merchant, lived in a city named Vardhaman. The king knew about his abilities due to which the king made him the administrator of the kingdom. With his clever ways, the merchant Dantil kept the king and the common man very happy. After some time the merchant Dantil fixed the marriage of his daughter. On this occasion, he organized a very big feast. In this feast, he invited everyone from the royal family to the subjects. A servant of the royal family, who used to sweep the palace, also attended the feast. But by mistake he sat on a chair which was kept only for the royal family. Seeing the servant sitting on that chair, the merchant Dantil gets angry and scolds the servant and drives him away. The servant feels deeply ashamed and vows to teach the merchant Dantil a lesson.
The very next day the servant is sweeping the king’s room. He begins to rave seeing the king in a half-sleep. He says, “This merchant Dantil has the guts to misbehave with the queen. Hearing this, the king wakes up and asks the servant, “Is it really true? Have you seen the merchant Dantil misbehaving?” The servant immediately took hold of the king’s feet and said, “I am sorry, I could not sleep last night. I was muttering because of lack of sleep.” Hearing this, the king does not say anything to the servant, but a doubt arises in his mind.
From that day onwards, the king bans the merchant Dantil from roaming freely in the palace and curtails his authority. The next day, when the merchant Dantil comes to the palace, he is stopped by the oranges. The merchant Dantil is very surprised to see this. Then the servant standing there jokingly said, “Hey sentries, don’t know who they are? They are very influential people who can get you thrown out. Just like they did with me in their dinner. Be careful. Live.”
On hearing this, the merchant Dantil understands the whole matter. He apologizes to the servant and invites the servant to his home for dinner. The merchant treats the dental servant a lot. Then he humbly apologizes for the insult done on the day of the feast and says that whatever he did was wrong. The servant is very happy and says to the merchant Dantil, “Don’t worry, I will definitely get you back your lost respect from the king.”
The next day, while sweeping the king’s room, the servant again starts murmuring, “O Lord!

Yes, our king is such a fool that he eats cucumbers in the bathroom.” Hearing this, the king gets angry and says, “How dare you, fool? If you were not my room servant, I would have fired you. ” The servant then falls at the feet of the king and vows never to grumble again.
The king also thinks that when he can speak so many wrong things about me, he must have also spoken wrong about the merchant Dantil. The king thinks that he unnecessarily punished the merchant Dantil. The very next day, the king restores the merchant Dantil to his lost prestige in the palace.

(Lesson: Whether a person is big or small, we should treat everyone equally.)
Hearing this story from Damanak, Sanjeevak said, “Okay. I will do whatever you say.”

Then Damanak came with him to Pinglak. Said, “Maharaj, I have brought Sanjeevak.”

Sanjivak also greeted Pingalaka and sat down beside him.

Pingalaka, placing his right hand on the bull Sanjivaka, asked, “Where have you come from in this forest? Do you live well here?

Sanjeevak narrated his whole story to him.

Pinglak, after listening to his story, told him to move fearlessly in this forest protected by me. After this Pinglak handed over the kingdom of his forest to the new ministers Karatak and Damanak and himself lived happily with Sanjivak.

Within a few days, with the influence of his intelligence, Sanjivak got rid of the violent habits of the wild Pinglak and put him in the village religion. Pinglak also started taking interest in his words. His instinct of violence ended. He no longer allowed deer and other animals to come near him. Kartak and Damanak were also kept far away.

The result was that the small animals who used to feed on the food left over from the lion’s hunt became distraught with hunger. Kartak, Damanak and other animals started worrying about this situation. They started thinking that when the snake wrapped around Lord Shankar’s neck wants to swallow the rat, the vehicle of Ganesha, when the peacock, the vehicle of Kartikeya, wants to eat Shankarji’s snake, when Parvati’s vehicle lion eats the peacock that killed the snake. So why this drama of non-violence?

Damanak said to Kartak, ‘Oh brother, now Pinglak and Sanjeevak have become such a close friend that Pinglak has turned away from us. Many of our friends also ran away. We should explain to the king. It is the duty of the minister to explain to the king at the right time.

Karatak said, “You have lit this fire. You have made this grazing animal a friend of our master.”

Damanak said, “It is true. The fault is mine, not Pinglak’s. But the way I had made them friends, I will also break their friendship now.

Kartak said, “But Sanjeevak is a very intelligent creature even though he is a bull. On the other side Singh Pinglak is also terrible. It is true that your intellect is sharp, yet how will you be able to separate these two now?’

Damanak said, “Brother! Even though I am unable, I am able. The work which cannot be completed by bravery can also be completed by a clever person with tact. Just like the crow killed the poisonous black snake with the help of gold thread!

Karatak asked, ‘How did that happen?’

Damanak started saying-

Evil Serpents and Crows: The Story of the Panchatantra
Dusht Sarp Aur Kauve: Panchtantra

There was a very old banyan tree in a forest. A crow-poet pair used to make a nest on that tree. An evil snake came from nowhere and started living in the hollow trunk of the same tree. Every year when the season comes, the poet would lay eggs in the nest and the evil snake would go to their nest and eat the eggs.
Once when the crow and the poet returned soon after having a quick meal, they saw that evil snake pouncing on the eggs kept in its nest. The snake went away after eating the eggs, the crow consoled the poet ‘Dear, have courage. Now we know the enemy. Will also think of some solutions.
The crow thought a lot and left the previous nest and made a nest on a branch much above it and said to the poet, ‘Our eggs will be safe here. Our nest is near the edge of the tree top and eagles hover in the sky above. Eagles are enemies of snakes. The evil snake will not dare to come here.’
By obeying the crow, the crow laid eggs in a new nest, in which the eggs were safe and the children also came out of them. On the other side, the snake seeing their nest empty, thought that the crow poet might have gone from there due to fear of him, but the evil snake kept on scouting. He saw that crows and poets fly from the same tree and return there too. It didn’t take him long to understand that they had built a new nest higher up on the same tree.
One day the snake came out of the lair and found a new nest of crows. The crow couple had three newborn babies in the nest. The evil snake swallowed them one by one and returned to its lair and started belching. When the crow and the poet returned, they were shocked to find the nest empty. Seeing the breakage in the nest and the scattered soft feathers of the little crows, he understood the whole matter. The poet’s chest started bursting with sorrow. The poetess cried out ‘So will my children continue to become snake’s food every year?’
The crow said ‘No! Agreed that we have a serious problem in front of us, but running away from here is not the solution. Friends come in handy only in times of trouble. We should consult a fox friend.’
Both immediately went to the fox. The fox heard the sad story of his friends. He wiped the tears of the crow and the poet. After thinking a lot the fox said ‘Friends! You don’t need to leave that tree. I have a trick in my mind, so that

Snakes can be got rid of. The fox told the trick that came in his clever mind. The crow and the poets jumped with joy after hearing the trick of the fox. They thanked the fox and returned to their homes.
The plan was to be implemented the very next day. There was a big lake in the same forest. Lotus and Nargis flowers used to bloom in it. Every Tuesday the princess of that state used to come there to do water sports with her friends. Bodyguards and soldiers also used to come with them.
This time the princess came and entered the water to bathe in the lake, as per the plan, the crow came flying there. He looked at the clothes and ornaments kept by the princess and her friends on the shore of the lake. The princess’s favorite diamond and pearl necklace was placed on top of the dress. The crow made a noise of ‘crow-crow’ to attract the attention of the princess and her friends.
When everyone’s eyes turned towards her, the crow flew up holding the princess’s necklace in its beak. All the friends shouted ‘look, look! He is taking away the princess’s necklace.’ When the soldiers looked up, a crow was actually flying slowly with a necklace. The soldiers started running in that direction. Keeping the soldiers behind it, the crow slowly flew towards the same tree.
When the soldiers were only a short distance away, the crow dropped the princess’s necklace in such a way that it fell inside the snake’s lair. The soldiers ran to the lair. Their leader peeped inside the lair. He saw a necklace there and a black snake coiled around it.
He shouted ‘Get back! There is a snake inside.’ Sardar shot a spear inside the lair. The snake was injured and came out hissing. As soon as he came out, the soldiers cut him to pieces with spears.
Lesson: By using common sense we can defeat the biggest force and enemy, every crisis can be solved by using intelligence.

The Foolish Sage and the Thug: The Story of the Panchatantra
Moorakh Sadhu Aur Thag: Panchtantra

Once upon a time, there lived a respected monk named Dev Sharma in a village temple. Everyone in the village respected him. He used to get various types of clothes, gifts, food items and money in charity from his devotees. The monk had accumulated a lot of money by selling those clothes.
The sage never trusted anyone and was always worried about the safety of his wealth. He used to keep his money in a potli and always carried it with him.
A thug lived in the same village. For many days his eyes were on the money of the monk. The thug always followed the sage, but the sage never let the bundle go away from him.
Eventually, the swindler disguised himself as a student and went to the hermit. He begged the monk to make him his disciple as he wanted to gain knowledge. The monk got ready and in this way the thug started living in the temple along with the monk.
The thug used to do all other work from cleaning the temple and the thug served the monk a lot and soon became his confidant.
One day the sage was invited for a ritual in a nearby village, the sage accepted the invitation and on the appointed day the sage set out with his disciple to participate in the ritual.
A river lay on the way and the hermit expressed his desire to take a bath. He kept the bundle of money inside a blanket and placed it on the bank of the river. He asked the thug to guard the luggage and himself went to bathe. The thug was waiting for this moment since long. As soon as the sage went to take a dip in the river, he got carried away with the bundle of money.

Education: One should not trust a stranger just by coming in his smooth talk.

Fighting Goats and Jackals: The Story of the Panchatantra
Ladte Bakre Aur Siyar: Panchtantra

One day a jackal was passing through a village. He saw a crowd of people near the village market. Out of curiosity the jackal went to the crowd to see what was happening. The jackal saw there that two goats were fighting with each other. Both the goats were very strong, so there was a fierce fight between them. Everyone was shouting loudly and clapping. Both the goats were badly bled and blood was oozing on the road as well.
When the jackal saw so much fresh blood, he could not restrain himself. He just wanted to taste that fresh blood and clean his hands on the goats. The jackal did not see the attack and attacked the goats. But both the goats were very strong. He thrashed the jackal fiercely, due to which the jackal piled up on the spot.

Learning: One should not take any unnecessary step being inspired by greed and should think well before taking any step.

The Heron Bhagat and the Crab: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bagula Bhagat Aur Kekda: Panchtantra

There was a huge pond in a forest region. Various types of creatures, birds, fishes, turtles and crabs used to reside there due to having food material for all types of creatures. A heron lived nearby, who did not like to work at all. His eyes were also weak. One has to work hard to catch fish, which he used to miss. That’s why due to laziness he often remained hungry. Standing on one leg, he used to think that what should be done to get food daily without moving hands and feet. One day he thought of a solution, so he sat down to try it.
The heron stood on the bank of the pond and started shedding tears from his eyes. A crab saw him shedding tears and came close to him and asked, “Mama, what’s the matter, instead of hunting fishes for food, you are shedding tears while standing?”
The heron hiccupped loudly and said with a full throat, “Son, you have eaten a lot of fish.

car. Now I will not do this sinful act any more. My soul has awakened. That’s why I am not catching even the fishes that come near. You are just watching.
The crab said, “Mama, will you not go hunting, will you eat something or else you will not die?”
The heron hiccupped one more time, “It is better to destroy such a life, son, anyway we all have to die soon. I have come to know that soon there will be a drought of twelve years.
The heron told the crab that this was told to him by a trikaldarshi Mahatma, whose predictions are never wrong. The crab went and told everyone how the heron has adopted the path of sacrifice and devotion and is about to become dry.
All the creatures of that pond, fishes, turtles, crabs, ducks and storks etc. ran to the heron and said, “Bhagat Mama, now you only tell us a way of rescue. Fight your intelligence, you have become a great scholar.
After thinking something, the heron said that there is a reservoir a few kilometers away from there, in which the mountain spring flows and falls. It never dries up. If all the creatures of the reservoir go there, then it can be saved. Now the problem was how to reach there? Bagule Bhagat also solved this problem “I will take you there one by one on my back because now the rest of my life will be spent in serving others.”
All the living beings raised slogans of ‘Bagula Bhagatji ki Jai’.
Now Bagula Bhagat has turned twelve. Every day he would carry an animal on his back and take it some distance away and go near a rock, kill it by throwing it on it and eat it. Whenever there was a mood, Bhagatji used to take two rounds and after licking two creatures, the number of animals in the pond started decreasing. A pile of bones of dead creatures started growing near the rock and Bhagatji’s health started improving. He became very fat after eating. There was redness on the face and the feathers started shining brightly. Seeing him, other living beings would say, “Look, Bhagatji’s body is feeling the fruits and virtues of serving others.”
Bagula Bhagat laughs a lot in his heart. He used to think that look how many foolish creatures are there in the world, who believe everyone. In the world of such fools, if a little cleverness is used, then there is a lot of fun. A lot of feast can be thrown without moving hands and feet. This went on for many days. One day the crab said to the heron, “Mama, you have brought so many animals from here to there, but my turn has not come yet.”
Bhagatji said, “Son, today only your number is used, come sit on my back.”
The crab was happy and sat on the back of the heron. When he reached near the rock, the crab was shocked to see the mountain of bones there. He stammered, “What is this pile of bones? How far is that reservoir, uncle?
Bagula Bhagat laughed a lot and said, “Fool, there is no water body there. I keep eating each one by bringing them here on the back. Today you will die.
The crab understood everything. He shuddered but he did not lose courage and immediately extended his claws and pressed the evil heron’s neck with them and kept it pressed until its lifeless birds flew away.
Then the crab returned to the pond with the severed head of Bagule Bhagat and told the truth to all the creatures about how the evil heron Bhagat kept deceiving them.
Lesson: One should not blindly believe anyone’s words. One should act patiently and wisely in trouble.

The Clever Hare and the Lion: The Story of the Panchatantra
Chatur Khargosh Aur Sher: Panchtantra

A huge lion lived in a dense forest. He used to go hunting every day and not only one, not two but many animals would do all the work. The animals of the forest began to fear that if the lion continued to hunt like this, a day would come when there would be no animals left in the forest.
There was chaos in the entire jungle. It was necessary to take some measure to stop the lion. One day all the animals of the forest gathered and started thinking about this question. At last they decided that they should all go to the lion and talk to him about it. The next day a group of animals reached the lion. Seeing them coming towards him, the lion got scared and roared and asked, “What’s the matter?” Why are you all coming here?”
The leader of the animal group said, “Your Majesty, we have come to request you. You are the king and we are your people. When you go hunting, you kill many animals. You wouldn’t have been able to eat them all In this way our numbers are dwindling. If this continues, then in a few days no one else will be left in the forest except you. How can even a king live without his subjects? If we all die, then you too will not be the king. We want you to be our king forever. We request you to stay at your home only. Every day he himself will send an animal for your food. In this way both the king and the people will be able to live peacefully. ”””” The lion felt that there is truth in the talk of animals. He thought for a moment, then said it is a good thing. I accept your suggestion. But remember, if on any day you do not send me enough food to eat, I will kill as many animals as I want.” The animals have no choice. That’s why they accepted the condition of the lion and went to their respective homes.
From that day an animal was sent everyday for the lion to eat. For this, one animal from all the animals living in the forest was chosen in turn. After a few days, the turn of the rabbits also came. A small rabbit was chosen for the lion’s food. The smaller the rabbit was, the more clever it was. He thought, it is foolish to die needlessly at the hands of a lion. One way or the other must be done to save one’s life, and if possible, such a trick should be found that everyone can feel free from this trouble.

Let’s get rid of it. At the end, he found a way.
The rabbit slowly slowly walked towards the lion’s house. When he reached the lion it was too late.
The lion was in bad condition due to hunger. When he saw only a small rabbit coming towards him, he got furious and roared, “Who has sent you? One is like Piddi, the other is coming so late. I will fix all those idiots who sent you. If I don’t finish each one’s work, then my name is also not a lion.
The little rabbit bowed respectfully to the ground, “Your Majesty, if you would kindly listen to me, you would not blame me or the other animals. They knew that one small rabbit would not suffice for your meal,’ so they sent six rabbits. But on the way we found another lion. He killed and ate five rabbits.
On hearing this, the lion roared and said, “What did you say? another lion? Who is that ? Where did you see him?
“Sir, he is a very big lion”, said the rabbit, “he came out of a big cave in the ground. He was going to kill me only. But I told him, ‘Sarkar, you don’t know what darkness you have created. We all were going for our chef’s food, but you have eaten all his food. Our Maharaj will not tolerate such things. They will surely come here and kill you.’
“At this he asked, ‘Who is your king?’ I replied, ‘Our king is the biggest lion in the jungle.’
“Maharaj,” as soon as I said this, he became red-yellow with anger and said, “I am the only king of this forest, fool. All the animals here are my subjects. I can do whatever I want with them. The fool whom you call your king, present that thief in front of me. I will tell him who the real king is.’ Having said this, the lion sent me here to bring you.
The lion got very angry after listening to the rabbit and started roaring again and again. The whole forest started trembling due to his terrible thunder. “Tell me the address of that fool at once,” roared the lion, “I will not rest until I kill him.” “Very good sir,” said the rabbit. “Death itself. There is punishment for that wicked person. If I were bigger and stronger, I would have torn him to pieces myself.
“Come on, ‘show me the way,'” said the lion, “tell me at once where to go?”
“Come here, Maharaj, here,” the rabbit led the lion to a well and said, “Maharaj, that evil lion lives in a fort under the ground. Just be careful. An enemy hidden in a fort is dangerous.
“I’ll deal with him,” said the lion, “you tell me where he is?”
“The first time I saw him, he was standing outside here. Looks like he entered the fort seeing you coming. Let me show you.”
The rabbit came near the well and asked the lion to peep inside. When the lion peeped inside the well, he saw his reflection in the water of the well.
Seeing the shadow, the lion roared loudly. Hearing the echo of his own roar coming from inside the well, he understood that the other lion was also roaring. With the intention of killing the enemy immediately, he immediately jumped into the well.
As soon as he jumped, he first hit the wall of the well, then fell into the water with a thud and died by drowning. In this way, cleverly getting rid of the lion, the little rabbit returned home. He told the animals of the forest the story of the lion being killed. The news of the enemy’s death spread happiness throughout the forest. All the animals of the forest started cheering for the rabbit.

Learning: Even in the circumstances of severe crisis, we should act wisely and cleverly and try till the last breath. By acting wisely and cleverly, we can overcome a terrible crisis and can defeat even the most powerful enemy.

The Bedbug and the Poor Louse: The Story of the Panchatantra
Khatmal Aur Bechari Joon: Panchtantra

A louse named Mandrisarpini had camped in the bedroom of a king. Every night when the king used to go, she would sneak out, suck the king’s blood and then hide in her place.
Coincidentally, one day a bedbug named Agnimukh also entered the king’s bedroom. When the louse saw him, he asked to leave. He did not tolerate any other interference in his jurisdiction.
But the bedbug was no less clever, said, “Look, this is not how guests are treated, I am your guest tonight.” “Okay, you can stay here for the night, but won’t you bite the king to suck his blood?”
The bedbug said, “But I am your guest, will you give me something to eat?” And what can be better food than the blood of a king.
“All right,” said the louse, “you suck the king’s blood quietly, he should not feel pain.”
“It will be exactly as you say.” Saying this, the bedbug started waiting for the king to come to the bedroom.
At nightfall, the king came there and fell asleep on the bed. Seeing him, the bedbug forgot everything and started biting the king to suck his blood. He had tasted such delicious blood for the first time, so he bitten the king and started sucking his blood. Due to this, the king’s body started itching and his sleep was disturbed. Filled with anger, he asked his servants to find the bedbug and kill it.
Hearing this, the clever bedbug hid under the foot of the bed, but the louse sitting on the corner of the sheet came in the sight of the king’s servants. They caught him and killed.

Learning: We should not trust strangers by coming in their smooth talk, but should be careful with them.

Ranga Siyar:

story of panchatantra
Ranga Siyar: Panchatantra

Once upon a time there was a jackal standing under an old tree in the forest. The whole tree fell due to the strong gust of wind. The jackal got into his grip and was badly injured. Somehow he reached his den by crawling.
After several days he came out of the den. He was feeling hungry. The body had become weak only then he saw a rabbit. He swooped down to grab her. The jackal ran away and started panting. Where was life left in his body? Then he tried to chase a quail. Here also he failed. He did not even dare to chase the deer.
He stood thinking. He was not able to hunt. Understand that the time has come to die of hunger. What should be done? He started roaming here and there but no dead animal was found anywhere. While roaming around, he came to a colony. He thought that maybe a hen or her baby could get his hands on it. So, he started roaming here and there in the streets.
That’s why the dogs followed him barking. The jackal had to run to save his life. He tried to trick them by entering the streets, but the dogs were familiar with the streets of the town. The group of dogs following the jackal was increasing and the strength of the jackal’s weak body was getting exhausted.
The jackal had come running to the dyers’ colony. There he saw a big drum in front of a house. He jumped into the same drum to save his life. The dyer had kept the dye solution in the drum for dyeing the clothes.
The pack of dogs went on barking. The jackal, holding his breath, remained engrossed in the colour. He would only stick out his snout to breathe. When he was sure that there was no danger now, he came out. He was drenched in colour. On reaching the forest, he saw that the whole color of his body had turned green. The dyer had kept green color solution in that drum. Any wild creature who saw its green color would get scared. Seeing them trembling with fear, the dyed jackal’s wicked mind hatched a plan.
The dyed jackal shouted to the animals running away in fear, ‘Brothers, don’t run, listen to me.’
All the running animals stopped listening to him.
The dyed jackal took advantage of his hesitation and said, ‘Look, look at my color. Is there such a color of any animal on earth? No no. Understand the meaning God has sent me to you by giving me this special colour. You call all the animals so that I can tell the message of God.’
His words had a deep impact on everyone. They went and called all the other animals of the forest and brought them. When everyone came, Ranga Siyar climbed on a high stone and said, ‘Wild creatures, Prajapati Brahma himself made me this supernatural colored creature with his own hands and said that there is no ruler of animals in the world. You have to go and do welfare of the animals by becoming the king. Your name will be Samrat Kakudum. The wild creatures of the three worlds will be your subjects. You are no longer orphans. Live fearlessly under my canopy.’
All the animals were equally confused by the strange color of the jackal. His words worked like magic. The upper breath of lion, tiger and panther also remained up and the lower breath remained down. No one dared to interrupt him. Seeing this, all the animals started rolling at his feet and said in one voice, ‘O messenger of Brahma, Kakudum, the best of creatures, we accept you as our king. We will be very happy by following the will of God.
An old elephant said, ‘O emperor, now tell us what is our duty?’
Ranga jackal raised his paw like an emperor and said, ‘You should serve and respect your emperor a lot. He shouldn’t be in any trouble. There should be a royal arrangement for our food and drink.
The lion bowed his head and said, ‘ Maharaj, it will be so. Our life will be blessed by serving you.
That’s all, the dyed jackal who became Emperor Kakudum became royal chic. He started living with royal pride.
Many foxes would be engaged in his service, the bear would swing the fan. The creature whose meat the jackal expressed its desire to eat, was sacrificed.
When the jackal went out for a walk, the elephant used to raise its trunk in front and shout like a bugle. Two lions would have been like commando body guards on either side of him.
Kakudum’s court is also held everyday. The dyed jackal had done a trick that as soon as he became the emperor, he issued a royal order to the jackals and banished them from that forest. He was in danger of being recognized by creatures of his own race.
One day Emperor Kakudum was resting in his royal den after eating and drinking a lot when he woke up seeing light outside. When I came out, it was a moonlit night. In the nearby forest, gangs of jackals were speaking the dialect of ‘Hu Hu SSS’. Kakudum lost his temper on hearing that voice. The innate nature inside him hit hard and he too raised his face towards the moon and started chanting ‘hoo hoo…’ mixing in the voice of jackals.
The lion and the tiger saw him doing ‘hoo hoo…’. They were startled, the tiger said, ‘ Hey, this is a jackal. He remained emperor by deceiving us. Kill the lowly.’
Lions and tigers rushed towards him and in no time destroyed him.

Learning: The secret of fakeness is definitely revealed sooner or later.

The Lion, the Camel, the Jackal and the Crow: The Story of the Panchatantra
Sher Unt Siyar Aur Kauva: Panchtantra

A lion named Madotkat used to reside in a forest. Tiger, crow and jackal, these three were his servants. One day he saw a camel that had strayed from its gang and came towards him. Seeing him, the lion started saying, “Oh wow! This is a strange creature. Go and find out whether it is a wild animal or a rural animal.” Hearing this, the crow said, “Swami! This animal named camel is a rural animal and is your food. You kill it and eat it. Singh said, “I do not kill the guest who comes to my place. It has been said that even the enemy who came to his home with confidence and fearlessness

Must be killed. So, give him a donation and bring him here to me so that I can ask the reason for his coming here.
After getting the permission of the lion, his followers went to the camel and respectfully brought it to the lion. The camel bowed down to the lion and sat down. When Singh asked the reason for his wandering in the forest, he introduced himself and told that he had wandered away after being separated from his companions. At the behest of the lion, from that day the camel named Kathanak started living with him.
A few days later Madotkat Singh had a fierce fight with a wild elephant. Due to the attack of that elephant’s pestle-like teeth, the lion became half-dead but somehow survived, but he was unable to walk. Due to his becoming weak, his servants like crows etc. started starving. Because when the lion used to hunt, his servants used to get food from it.
Now the lion was unable to hunt. Seeing their plight, the lion said, “Search for such a creature that I can kill in this condition and arrange food for you people.” After getting the permission of the lion, all the four creatures went out to roam everywhere in search of prey. When nothing was found anywhere, the crow and the jackal consulted together. Shrigal said, “Friend crows! What is the use of wandering here and there? Why not kill this speaker and eat him only?
Siyar went to Singh and after reaching there said, “Swami! Together we have searched the whole forest, but no animal was found anywhere that we could bring near you to kill. Now the hunger is so severe that it has become difficult for us to walk a single step. you are sick If you allow, then today your food should be arranged with the meat of the narrator. But the lion refused, saying that he had given shelter to the camel, so he could not kill it.
But the jackal somehow convinced the lion. As soon as he got the permission of the king, Shrigal immediately called his companions. Camel also came with him. Seeing them, Singh asked, “You guys got anything?”
Other animals including crow, jackal, tiger told that they did not get anything. But in order to satisfy the hunger of their king, all of them came in front of the lion in turn and requested him to kill and eat them. But the jackal would point out some or the other flaw in everyone so that the lion could not kill them.
At last it was the turn of the camel. When the poor simple-tongued camel saw that all the servants were pleading for their lives, he too did not lag behind.
He bowed down to the lion and said, “Swami! All these are essential for you. Some have small size, some have sharp nails, some have thick hair on their body. Today you make your livelihood from my body so that I can attain both the worlds.
The storyteller had so much to say that the tiger and the jackal pounced on him and in no time ripped his stomach open. What was it then, the hungry lion and tiger etc. immediately licked him. Lesson: Be on your guard when dealing with rascals, and don’t fall for their sweet talk, and it is better to stay away from a thoughtless and foolish master.

Titihari’s couple and the pride of the sea: the story of Panchatantra
Titihari Ka Joda Aur Samudar Ka Abhimann : Panchtantra

In one part of the beach, there used to be a pair of titihari. Before laying eggs, Titihari asked her husband to search for a safe region. Titihare said – “All the places here are safe enough, don’t you worry.”
Titihari – “When the tide comes in the sea, its waves drag even a drunken elephant away, so we should look for a place away from these waves.”
Titihara – “The ocean is not daring enough to harm my children. It is afraid of me. Therefore, feel free to lay eggs here on the shore.”
The ocean heard these words of Titihara. He thought – “This Titihara is very proud. He sleeps even with his legs towards the sky so that he will hold the sky while falling on these legs. His pride should be dissolved.” Thinking of this, when the tide came, he washed away the eggs of titihari in the waves.
When Titihari came the next day, seeing the eggs flowing, she cried and said to Titihare – “Fool! I had already said that the waves of the sea will wash them away. But you arrogantly did not pay attention to my words. Even on the statement of your loved ones. The one who does not give ear, his misery is bound to happen.
Apart from this, only those intelligent people are successful among the intelligent ones, who think of a solution in advance for the calamity that does not come, and whose intelligence immediately thinks of a way to protect itself. Those who say ‘what will happen, will be seen’ soon perish.”
Hearing this, Titihare said to Titihari – I am not as foolish and indolent as ‘Yadbhavishya’. Keep watching the miracle of my intelligence, I dry the sea by taking water out of my beak right now.
Titihari – “Your enmity with the sea does not suit you. What is the use of getting angry on it? We should enmity with someone after seeing our power. Otherwise, the speed will be like a moth burning in fire.”
Still, Titihara continued to brag about drying up the ocean with his beak. Then, Titihari again forbade him and said that how will you empty the ocean which is being continuously filled with water by hundreds of rivers like Ganga-Yamuna with your drop-picking beaks?
Even then Titihara remained bent on his stubbornness. Then, Titihari said – “If you have taken the stubbornness to dry the ocean, then work after taking advice from other birds as well. Sometimes 2 small creatures together defeat even a much bigger creature; like sparrows, woodpeckers and The frog together killed the elephant.
Titihara –

“Good thing. I will also try to dry the ocean with the help of other birds.”
By saying this, he called many birds like herons, cranes, peacocks etc. and narrated his sad story. He said – “We are weak, but our friend Garuda can certainly help us in this regard.” Then all the birds went together to Garuda and started crying and shouting – “Garuda Maharaj! The sea did this atrocity on our birds in your presence. We want its revenge. Today he has destroyed the eggs of titihari, tomorrow he will carry away the eggs of other birds. This atrocity should be stopped. Otherwise the whole bird family will be destroyed.
Garuda, hearing the cries of the birds, decided to help them. At the same time the messenger of Lord Vishnu came to him. Lord Vishnu called him for a ride through that messenger. Garuda angrily asked the messenger to tell Lord Vishnu to arrange for another ride. When the messenger asked the reason for Garuda’s anger, Garuda told the story of the tyranny of the sea.
Lord Vishnu himself went to Garuda’s house after hearing the story of Garuda’s anger from the mouth of the messenger. On reaching there, Garuda bowed down and said in humble words – “Lord! Being proud of your ashram, the sea has kidnapped the eggs of my fellow birds. In this way, I have also been insulted. I want to avenge this insult from the sea. am .”
Lord Vishnu said – “Garuda! Your anger is justified. The sea should not have done such a thing. Come on, I will take those eggs back from the sea and get them to Titihari. After that we have to go to Amravati.”
Then God mounted the ‘fire’ arrow on his bow and said to the sea – “Wicked! Give back all those eggs now, otherwise I will dry you up in a moment.”
Out of fear of Lord Vishnu, the ocean immediately gave back the eggs.

Lesson: Lower the head of pride.

The Foolish Talking Tortoise: Story of the Panchatantra
Moorakh Batooni Kachhua : Panchtantra

A tortoise named Kambugreeva lived in a pond. He had a close friendship with a swan named Sankat and Vikat who lived on the banks of the pond. Everyday all three would talk a lot on the banks of the pond and in the evening they would go to their respective homes. For one year there was no rain in that region. Slowly that pond also started drying up.
Now the swans started worrying about the turtle. When he told his concern to the tortoise, the tortoise told him not to worry. He told a trick to the swans. He told them to first find a pond full of water, then hang it from a piece of wood and take it to that pond.
After listening to him, the swans said that he is fine but he will have to keep his mouth shut during the flight. The tortoise assured them that he would not open his mouth under any circumstances. The tortoise caught the piece of wood with his teeth, then both the swans flew away with it. On the way, when the people of the city saw that a turtle was flying in the sky, they started shouting with surprise.
Seeing people shouting towards him, the turtle could not stop. He forgot his promise. As soon as he opened his mouth to say something, he fell from the sky. Due to the high altitude, he could not bear the injury and died.

Lesson: If even a wise man is unable to control his fickleness, then the result is bad.

Three Fishes: The Story of the Panchatantra
Teen Machhliyan : Panchtantra

On the bank of a river there was a big reservoir connected to that river. The water in the reservoir is deep, so aquatic micro-plants grow in it, the favorite food of moss and fish. Fish like such places very much. In that reservoir also many fish used to come from the river. All the fish used to come to that reservoir to lay eggs. The reservoir was not easily visible due to being surrounded by tall grass and bushes.
There lived a herd of three fish. His nature was different. Anna used to believe in taking measures to avert the crisis as soon as the symptoms of the crisis were noticed. Pratyu used to say that try to escape from the crisis only when it comes. Yaddi used to think that talking about avoiding or avoiding the crisis is useless, nothing will happen, what is written in the fate, it will happen.
One day in the evening the fishermen were going home after catching fish in the river. Very few fish were caught in their nets. So their faces were sad. Then he saw a flock of fish-eating birds flying over the bushes. Everyone had fish stuck in their beak. They were surprised.
One guessed “Friends! There seems to be a reservoir connected to the river behind the bushes, where so many fish are growing.”
The fishermen came out on the bank of the reservoir through the bushes and started looking at the fish with greedy eyes.
A fisherman said, “Aha! There are fishes in this reservoir. Till today we did not even know about it. “Here we will find a lot of fish.” The second one spoke.
The third one said, “Today evening is about to turn.” Will come tomorrow morning and set a trap here.
In this way the fishermen left after deciding the program for the next day. All the three fish had listened to the fisherman.
Anna Fish said “Friends! You listened to the fisherman. Now our stay here is not free from danger. We have received the threat information. You should take measures to save your life in time. I am leaving this reservoir right now and going to the river via the canal. After that the fishermen come in the morning, throw their nets, by my help. Till then I will be far away speculating.’
Pratyu fish said, “If you want to go then go, I am not coming. Where is the danger now, that there is a need to panic so much, maybe the crisis will come or not. The program of those fishermen coming here may be cancelled.

Yes, it is possible that at night their trap will be gnawed by rats, it is possible. Let there be a fire in their colony. An earthquake may come and destroy their village or there may be torrential rains at night and their village may be washed away in a flood. That’s why their arrival is not certain. Will think about when he will come. May be I will not fall into their trap.
Yaddi uttered his fateful statement “Nothing will happen by running away. If fishermen want to come, they will come. If we want to get caught in the trap, we will get caught. If you are destined to die then what can be done?
Thus Anna left from there at that very moment. Pratyu and Yaddi remained in the reservoir. When dawn broke, the fishermen brought their nets and started throwing nets in the reservoir and catching fish. When Pratyu saw the crisis coming, he started thinking of ways to save his life. His mind started working fast. There was not even a hollow nearby to hide. Only then did he remember that the body of a dead beaver had been floating in that reservoir for many days. She can come to his rescue.
Soon he found that dead body. The dead body had started rotting. Pratyu entered the corpse’s stomach and came out wrapped in the rotting corpse’s rot. In no time, Pratyu got trapped in the fisherman’s net. The fisherman pulled in his net and tossed the fish onto the shore. The rest of the fishes started suffering, but Pratyu was lying like a dead fish after trying hard. When the fisherman felt the smell of rot, he started looking at the fishes. He picked up the motionless Pratyu and sniffed, “Aak! This is a dead fish of many days. Are rotten. By making such a bad face, that fisherman threw Pratyu into the reservoir.
Pratyu was successful in escaping from the crisis by using his intelligence. As soon as he fell into the water, he dived and saved his life by reaching a safe depth.
Yaddi also got caught in the net of another fisherman and was put in a basket. Yaddi, who used to rely on fate, gave up her life in agony like other fishes in the same basket.

Lesson: Luck also favors those who believe in work and consider work as prime. Destruction is certain for the one who sits with his hand on his hand depending on luck.

The Elephant and the Sparrow: The Story of the Panchatantra
Hathi Aur Goraiya: Panchtantra

A sparrow lived with her husband on a tree. She was eagerly waiting for the chicks to hatch from the eggs in their nest.
Once upon a time, the sparrow was hatching its eggs and her husband had also gone out to make arrangements for food as usual.
Then an angry elephant came there and started vandalizing the nearby trees and plants. During the same vandalism, he also reached the sparrow tree and shook it vigorously to topple the tree, the tree was very strong, so the elephant could not break the tree and went away, but due to his shaking, the sparrow The nest broke and fell down and all its eggs were broken.
The sparrow was very sad and started crying loudly, then her husband also came back, the poor fellow was also very sad and they decided to take revenge on the elephant and teach him a lesson.
He is a friend of his; which was a woodpecker; Reached and told him the whole thing. They wanted the woodpecker’s help to take revenge on the elephant. The woodpecker had two other friends; A bee and a frog. Together they planned to take revenge on the elephant.
Under the fixed plan, the bee first started the work. He started humming a song in the elephant’s ear. The elephant enjoyed the music and while the elephant was engrossed in the music, the woodpecker started working on the next step. He tore out both the eyes of the elephant. The elephant started moaning in pain.
After that the frog went to a swamp with his platoon and all together started croaking. Hearing the croaking of the frogs, the elephant felt that there was a pond nearby. He went in the direction of that voice and got stuck in the swamp. In this way the elephant slowly got stuck in the swamp and died.

Lesson: If even the weakest of people work unitedly, then the biggest task can be accomplished and even the biggest enemy can be defeated.

The Lion and the Jackal: The Story of the Panchatantra
Sinh Aur Siyar: Panchtantra

Years ago, a strong lion used to live in a cave in the Himalayas. One day he was returning to his cave after hunting and devouring a buffalo. Then on the way he found a ferocious jackal who prostrated before him by lying down.
When the lion asked him the reason for doing so, he said, “Sir, I want to be your servant. Please take me under your shelter. I will serve you and live off the prey left by you.’ The lion obeyed him and kept him in his shelter friendly.
Within a few days, the jackal became very fat after eating the prey left by the lion.
Seeing the prowess of the lion every day, he also considered himself to be the image of the lion. One day he said to the lion, ‘ Hey lion! I too have become as strong as you. Today I will hunt and eat an elephant and leave the rest of its meat for you.’
Since the lion looked at the jackal in a friendly manner, he did not mind his words and prevented him from doing so.
Trapped in confusion, he stood on the top of the mountain, rejecting the advice of Dhambi Siyar Singh. From there he looked around and saw a small group of elephants under the mountain. Then, making the sound of a jackal three times like a lion, he jumped on a big elephant. But instead of falling on the head of the elephant, it fell at its feet. And the elephant with its merry move put its front leg on its

Put it on top of R and went ahead. In a moment the jackal’s head was shattered and his lifeless birds flew away.
Watching all the actions of the jackal from the top of the mountain, the lion then said this saga – ‘Those who are foolish and proud, their speed is like this.’

Lesson: Pride and stupidity go hand in hand, so never be proud at any point of time in life.

The Bird and the Monkey: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bird and City: Panchtantra

There was a sparrow’s nest on a tree in a forest. One day it was getting bitterly cold. Shivering with the cold, three or four monkeys took shelter under the same tree. A monkey said, “If you find somewhere to heat the fire, then the cold can go away.”
The second monkey suggested, “Look, how many dry leaves have fallen here. We collect them and put them in a heap and then think of a way to set them ablaze.
The monkeys made a heap of dry leaves and then sitting in a circle started thinking how to set the heap ablaze. Just then a monkey’s eyes fell on a firefly flying in the air and it jumped. Running there, he started shouting, “Look, sparks are flying in the air. Holding it and keeping it under the pile and blowing it, the fire will start.
“Yes, yes!” Saying this, the rest of the monkeys also started running there. The sparrows sitting in their nest on the tree were watching all this. He could not remain silent. She said, “Monkey brothers, this is not a spark, it is a firefly.”
Seeing the sparrow, a monkey growled angrily, “Stupid bird, stay quietly in the nest. She has gone to teach us.”
Meanwhile, a monkey jumped up and succeeded in imprisoning the firefly by making a bowl between its palms. The firefly was placed at the bottom of the heap and all the monkeys started blowing into the heap from all sides.
The sparrow advised, “Brothers! You guys are making a mistake. A firefly will not light a fire. Make a fire by hitting two stones and create a spark from it.

The monkeys stared at the sparrow. When the fire did not burn, the sparrow again said, “Brothers! You follow my advice, try rubbing at least two dry woods together.
All the monkeys were annoyed because they could not light the fire. A monkey went ahead full of anger and caught the sparrow and hit it hard on the trunk of the tree. The sparrow fluttered down and died.

Learning: 1. One should not give advice without asking, especially not to a stupid person.
2. There is no use of teaching or giving advice to fools. On the contrary, only the one who teaches has to repent.

The Sparrow and the Monkey: The Story of the Panchatantra
Goraiya Aur Bandar: Panchtantra

A pair of sparrows lived on the branches of a dense tree in a forest. Both lived very happily in their nest.
It was winter season. One day the cold wind of Hemant started blowing and it started drizzling along with it. At that time, a monkey came and sat on the branch of that tree, chilling with the icy wind and rain.
His teeth were chattering because of the cold. Seeing him, the bird said— “Hey! Who are you? Your face is like a man’s to see; you also have hands and feet. Still you are sitting here, why don’t you build a house?”
The monkey said —-” Hey! I can’t keep quiet with you? You do your work. Why do you make fun of me?”
The bird still kept saying something. He got irritated. In a fit of anger, he destroyed the bird’s nest in which the sparrows lived happily.

Moral: Not everyone should be preached. The education given to the wise bears fruit, the education given to the fool sometimes backfires.

Fruit of treachery: the story of the Panchatantra
Mitra-Droh Ka Phal: Panchtantra

Two friends Dharmabuddhi and Papbuddhi lived in the city of Himmat. Once a thought came in the mind of sinful mind that why shouldn’t I go to another country and earn money with my friend Dharmabuddhi. Later, by some trick or the other, I will live my whole life happily by swindling all his money. Due to this destiny, Sindhi persuaded Dharmabuddhi to go out with him, tempting him to get wealth and knowledge.
Seeing the auspicious time, both the friends left for another city. While leaving, he took a lot of goods with him and earned a lot of money by selling them at exorbitant prices. Finally returned to the village with a happy heart.
On reaching near the village, Papabuddhi told Dharmabuddhi that in my opinion it is not right to take all the money to the village at once. Some people will start getting jealous of us, while some people will start asking for money in the form of loan. It is possible that a thief may have stolen it. In my opinion, we should bury some money in some safe place in the forest itself. Otherwise, seeing all the money, even the mind of Sanyasi and Mahatma gets shaken.
Straightforward Dharmabuddhi again expressed his consent to the idea of Papbuddhi. On the other hand, both of them buried their wealth by digging a pit in a safe place and left for home.
Later, seeing the opportunity, one night Kubuddhi secretly took out all the money buried there and grabbed it. After a few days, Dharmabuddhi said to Papbuddhi: Brother, I need some money. So you come with me. Papabuddhi got ready. When he dug the pit to get the money, nothing was found there. Papabuddhi immediately acted like crying and crying. He accused Dharmabuddhi of extorting money. Both reached the judge fighting.
Both presented their respective sides before the judge. The judge ordered a divine test to find out the truth.
Both had to put their hands in the burning fire in turn. Papabuddhi opposed this, he said that the forest god would testify. The judge accepted this. Sinful mind made his father sit in the hollow of a dry tree. Justice

When Dhish asked, a voice came that the theft was done by Dharmabuddhi.
That’s why Dharmabuddhi lit a fire under the tree. The tree started burning and along with it the father of sinful intellect also started crying badly. In a short while, the father of sinful intellect came out from the root of that tree scorched by the fire. He revealed the true secret of the witness of the forest deity.
The judge sentenced Papabuddhi to death and got Dharmabuddhi his full money.

Learning: It is the duty of a man to worry about the remedy along with the remedy.

The Foolish Heron and the Mongoose: The Story of the Panchatantra
Moorakh Bagula Aur Nevla : Panchtantra

Many herons lived in the shell of a big banyan tree in the forest. A snake also lived in the root of the same tree. He used to eat the small children of the armpits.
A heron came to the bank of the river feeling very sad and disheartened after the children were repeatedly eaten by the snake.
His eyes were filled with tears. Seeing him sad like this, a crab came out of the water and said to him :- “Mama! What’s the matter, why are you crying today?”
The heron said – “Brother! The thing is that snakes eat my children again and again. I do not know any solution, how to destroy the snake. You tell me a solution.”
The crab thought in his mind, ‘This heron is my birth enemy, I will tell him such a solution, which will destroy the snake along with it.’ Thinking this, he said –
“Uncle! Do one thing, take some pieces of meat and put them in front of the mongoose’s hole. After this, starting from that hole, scatter many pieces till the snake’s hole. The mongoose will eat those pieces and come to the snake’s hole. And seeing a snake there, he will kill it.
The heron did the same. The mongoose ate the snake, but after the snake it also ate the herons living on that tree.
The heron thought of a solution, but did not think of its other side effects. He got the result of his stupidity.

Lesson: Think before you act

Tit for Tit: The Story of the Panchatantra
Jaise Ko Taisa: Panchtantra

At one place, a baniya’s boy named Jirnadhan lived. He thought of going abroad in search of wealth. There was no special property in his house, there was only one heavy iron balance. He went abroad after keeping it in custody with a moneylender. After coming back from abroad, he asked the moneylender to return his inheritance. Mahajan said—- “The rats ate those iron scales.”
The baniya’s boy understood that he did not want to give the scales. But now there was no solution. After thinking for a while, he said— “No worries. If the rats ate it, it is the rats’ fault, not yours. Don’t worry about it.”
After some time he said to Mahajan— “Friend! I am going to bathe in the river. You send your son Dhandev with me, he will also take bath.”
The moneylender was greatly impressed by the kindness of the baniya, so he immediately sent his son to bathe in the river with him.
Baniya took the moneylender’s son some distance away and locked him in a cave. A big rock was placed at the entrance of the cave, so that he could not escape. Locking him there, when he came to Mahajan’s house, Mahajan asked—“My son also went with you for bath, where is he?”
Baniya said —-” The eagle has taken him away.”
Mahajan — “How can this happen? Sometimes even an eagle can pick up such a big child?”
Tradesman —” Good man! If the eagle cannot carry the child, then even the rats cannot eat the heavy scales to their heart’s content. If you want a child, then take out the scales and give them.”
Arguing like this, both reached the palace. There in front of the judge, Mahajan narrated his sad story and said, “This baniya has stolen my boy.”
Dharmadhikari said to the baniya — “Give his son to him.
The tradesman said—” Maharaj! The eagle has taken him away.”
Dharmadhikari —-” Can even an eagle take away a child?”
Tradesman —-” Lord! If rats can eat heavy scales to their heart’s content, then even an eagle can pick up a child.”
On the question of Dharmadhikari, Baniya told the whole story of his scales.

Lesson: Like Tit

Foolish Friend: Story of Panchatantra
Moorakh Mittar: Panchtantra

A monkey lived as a servant in the palace of a king. He was a great confidante and devotee of the king. He could go unhindered even in the inner city.
One day when the king was sleeping and the monkey was fanning the fan, the monkey noticed that a fly repeatedly sat on the king’s chest. Even after being removed from the fan again and again, she did not agree, used to sit there after flying.
The monkey got angry. He left the fan and took a sword in his hand; And this time when the fly sat on the king’s chest, he left the hand of the sword on the fly with full force. The fly flew away, but the king’s chest was cut into two pieces by the blow of the sword. The king died.
“A wise enemy is better than a foolish friend.”

The sage and the mouse: the story of the Panchatantra
Sadhu Aur Chooha: Panchtantra

There was a temple of Lord Shiva near a southern town called Mahilaropayam. A holy sage lived there and looked after the temple. They went everyday to the city for alms, and came back in the evening for food. They collected more than they needed and put the rest in pots and distributed it among poor laborers who in turn cleaned and decorated the temple.
In the same ashram, a mouse also lived in its burrow and used to steal some food from the bowl every day.
When the sage realized that a mouse was stealing the food, he tried all kinds of ways to stop it. He kept the bowl very high

The mouse couldn’t reach there, and even tried to chase the mouse away with a stick, but the mouse would somehow find its way to the bowl and steal some food.
One day, a monk came to visit the temple. But the hermit’s attention was on killing the rat with the stick and he could not even meet the monk, thinking it as an insult, the monk got angry and said, “I will never come to your ashram again because it seems you have other things more important than talking to me.” It seems.”
The hermit humbly tells the monk about his troubles with the rat, how the rat steals food from him in one way or the other, “This rat can beat any cat or monkey if it reaches my bowl. That’s it! I have tried everything but he always manages to steal the food in one way or the other.
The hermit understood the hermit’s troubles, and advised, “There must be some reason behind the rat’s so much power, confidence and playfulness”.
I am sure it must have stored a lot of food and that is the reason why the rat feels bigger and that gives it the power to jump higher. The rat knows it has nothing to lose so it is not afraid.”
Thus, the sages and mendicants conclude that if they are able to reach the rat’s burrow, they will be able to reach the rat’s store of food. They decided that the next morning they would follow the mouse and reach its hole.
The next morning they follow the mouse and reach the entrance of its burrow. When they start digging, they see that the rat has made a huge store of grain, immediately the monk collects all the stolen food and takes it to the temple.
On coming back, the mouse was very sad to see all his grains missing and he was deeply shocked by this and lost all confidence.
Now the mouse had no stock of food, yet it decided that it would again steal food from the bowl at night. But when he tried to reach the bowl, he fell down with a thud and realized that he no longer had the strength, nor the confidence.
At the same time the monk also attacked him with a stick. Somehow the rat saved its life and managed to escape and never came back to the temple again.
“If we do not lack resources, then we can never lack amazing powers and self-confidence.”

Gajraj and Mushkaraj: Story of Panchatantra
Gajraj and Mooshakraj: Panchtantra

In ancient times, the city situated on the banks of a river was the center of trade. Then came the bad days of that city, when it rained heavily for one year. The river changed its course.
There was no drinking water left for the people and the city became deserted in no time, now that place is only fit for rats. Only rats were visible all around. The whole kingdom of rats has been established. Mushakraj the rat became the king of that kingdom of rats. Look at the fate of the rats, after they settled, a water source burst out of the ground outside the city and it became a big reservoir. There was a dense forest not far from the city. Countless elephants lived in the forest. Their king was a huge elephant named Gajraj. There was a terrible drought in that forest area. In search of water, living beings started wandering here and there. Elephants with heavy bodies have become plight.
Distraught with thirst, the baby elephants started crying and dying. Gajraj himself was concerned about the problem of drought and knew the suffering of elephants. One day Gajraj’s friend Cheel came and informed that there is a reservoir on the other side of the ruined city. Gajraj immediately ordered everyone to walk towards that reservoir. Hundreds of elephants walked trembling to quench their thirst. To reach the reservoir, they had to pass through the ruined city. Thousands of feet of elephants came out trampling the rats. Thousands of rats were killed. The streets of Khandhar Nagar got soaked in the mud of the blood and flesh of rats. The trouble didn’t end there. The group of elephants then returned by the same route. Elephants started going to drink water from the same route everyday.
After a lot of thinking, the ministers of Mushkaraj said, “Your Majesty, you should go and talk to Gajraj. He is a kind elephant.
Mushkaraj went to the forest of elephants. Gajraj was standing under a big tree.
Mushkaraj climbed on the big stone in front of him and said after saluting Gajraj
Salutations to Gajraj from Mushkaraj. Oh great elephant, I have a request to make.”
The sound was not reaching Gajraj’s ears. Dayalu Gajraj sat down to listen to him and took his one ear near Mushkaraj sitting on the stone and said, “Little Mian, you were saying something. Please say it again.
Mushkaraj said, “O Gajraj, I am called a rat. We live in a city built largely of ruins. I am their mouse king. Your elephants pass through the city every day to reach the reservoir. Every time thousands of rats die by being crushed under their feet. If this rat killing does not stop, we will be destroyed.
Gajraj said in a sad voice, “Mooshakraj, I am very sad to hear your words. We didn’t even know that we were doing so much trouble. We’ll find a new way.”
Mushkaraj said in a grateful voice, “Gajraj, you listened carefully to a small creature like me. Thank you Gajraj, if you ever need me, do remember me.
Gajraj thought that this little creature would be of any use to us. So he just smiled and bid farewell to Mushkaraj. After a few days, the king of the neighboring country decided to add elephants to strengthen the army. The king’s men came to catch the elephant. h

Coming to the Ganges, they quietly go away by laying many types of traps. Hundreds of elephants were captured. One night, Gajraj was roaming in the jungle worried about the elephants being caught when his leg got caught in a noose of a rope that had been tricked under the dry leaves. As soon as Gajraj stepped forward, the rope tightened. The other end of the rope was tied firmly to the thick trunk of a tree. Gajraj started shouting. He called his servants, but no one came. Who would come near the trapped elephant? A young wild buffalo respected Gajraj very much. When that buffalo was small, once it had fallen into a pit. Gajraj had saved his life by listening to his cries. Hearing the cry, he ran and reached the trapped Gajraj. He was very shocked to see Gajraj’s condition.
“What injustice is this,” he cried. Gajraj, tell me what should I do? I can even give my life to save you.
Gajraj said, “Son, you just run to the city of ruins and tell the whole situation to the king of rats, Mushkaraja. Tell him that all my hopes are shattered.
The buffalo ran with all its might, went to Mushkaraj and told the whole thing. Mushkaraj immediately sat on the buffalo’s back with his twenty-thirty soldiers and they soon reached Gajraj. The rats jumped from the back of the buffalo and started biting the rope of the noose. In no time, the rope of the noose was cut and Gajraj became free.

Lesson: Mutual harmony and love always take away each other’s sufferings.

Brahmani and Sesame Seeds: The Story of the Panchatantra
Brahmani and Til Ke Beej: Panchtantra

Once upon a time there lived a poor Brahmin family, at one time some guests came to their place, all the food items in the house had run out, and the following conversation was taking place between the Brahmin and the Brahmin wife:
Brahmin —- “Tomorrow morning is Cancer-Sankranti, I will go to another village for alms. There a Brahmin wants to donate something for the satisfaction of Sun God.”
Wife–“You don’t even know how to earn edible food. I have never enjoyed being your wife, never eaten sweets, what to say about clothes and jewellery?”
Brahmin —- “Devi! You should not say like this. No one gets money according to his wish. I also bring enough food to fill the stomach. Leave the craving for more than this. In the case of excessive thirst A crest becomes on the forehead of a man.
Brahmin asked—- “How is this?”
Then the Brahmin narrated the story of the boar–the hunter and the jackal—
One day a hunter went towards the forest in search of prey. While leaving, he saw a big black pig like a mountain of black anjan in the forest. Seeing him, he pulled the string of his bow up to his ears and shot at the target. Hit the target at the right place. The boar got injured and ran towards the hunter. The hunter also fell down and got injured by the attack of the sharp-toothed boar. His stomach burst. The hunter and the hunted both came to an end.
Meanwhile, a wandering and hungry jackal came there. Seeing both the boar and the hunter dead there, he began to think, “Today we have got very good food. Sometimes good food is found without special efforts. This should be called the fruit of previous births.”
Thinking of this, he went near the dead bodies and started eating small things first. He remembered that a man should use his wealth slowly; It is appropriate to use it like the use of chemicals. In this way even the smallest amount of money gives work for a long time. Therefore, I will enjoy them in such a way that my life journey continues only by consuming them for many days.
Thinking of this, he decided that he would first eat the string of the bow. At that time the bowstring was mounted; Its string was tightly tied at both ends of the bow. The jackal took the string in his mouth and chewed it. That string broke very quickly as soon as it was chewed; And one end of the corner of the bow came out piercing his forehead, as if a crest had emerged on the forehead. Being injured in this way, that jackal also died there.
Brahmin said—“That’s why I say that due to excessive greed, there is a crest on the forehead.”
Brahmin said after listening to this story of Brahmin—- “If this is the case, then there are few moles lying in my house. After purifying them, I sort them out and feed them to the guest.”
Satisfied with his words, the Brahmin went to another village for alms. The Brahmin also started sorting the sesame seeds lying in the house as per her promise. After sifting, when he spread the sesame seeds in the sun to dry, a dog spoiled those sesame seeds with urine and feces. The Brahmin got very worried. These were the sesame seeds, which he had to cook and serve to the guest. After a lot of thought, she thought that if she asks for unrefined sesame instead of these refined sesame, then anyone will give it. No one will even know that they are superfluous. Thinking of this, she kept those sesame seeds in the umbrella and started roaming from house to house and said—“somebody give unsorted sesame seeds in place of these sorted ones.”
Suddenly it happened that the Brahmin reached a house selling sesame seeds, and started saying—“Take the sorted sesame seeds instead of unsorted sesame seeds.” When the housewife of that house was about to make this deal, her son, who had studied economics, said:
“Mother! Don’t take these sesame seeds. Who would be mad who would take unsorted sesame seeds and give them sorted ones. This thing cannot be done without reason. There must be some fault in these sorted sesame seeds.”
The mother did not make this deal on the advice of the son.

Lesson: Do not act without reason.

The Story of the Merchant’s Son: The Story of the Panchatantra
Story of the son of a businessman: Panchtantra

A businessman named Sagar Dutt lived in a city. His son once gave a hundred rupees

Bought a book sold for Rs. There was only one verse written in that book – the person who is going to get that thing, he definitely gets it. Even the creator cannot stop the attainment of that object. That’s why I don’t feel sad when something is destroyed, nor am I surprised when something is found spontaneously. Because what others are going to get, we cannot get and what we are going to get, others cannot get.

Seeing that book, Sagar Dutt asked his son – ‘For how much did you buy this book?’ The son replied – ‘For one hundred rupees.’

Sagar Dutt got angry after knowing the value of the book from his son. He said angrily – ‘ You fool! When you buy a verse written for one hundred rupees, then what money will you earn from your intelligence? I will not keep a fool like you in my house anymore.’

Sagar Dutt’s son left the house after being humiliated. He reached a city. When people asked his name, he used to tell his name Pratavya – meaning only. Thus he came to be known as ‘Pratavya-Artha’. A few days later a festival was celebrated in the city. The city’s princess Chandravati went out with her friend to see the beauty of the festival. In this way, when she was visiting the city, the prince of some country came in her sight. She became infatuated with him and said to her friend – ‘ Friend! In whatever way possible, try to get me to have intercourse with this prince.

The princess’s friend immediately reached the prince and said to him – Princess Chandravati has sent me to you. He says that his condition has become very deplorable after seeing you. If you don’t go to him immediately, there will be no other way for him except to die.’ On this the prince said- “If so, tell me at what time and how I can reach him?”

The princess’s friend said – “A strong leather rope will be found hanging in her bedroom at night, you climb on it and reach the princess’s room.”

After saying this, the princess’s friend returned, and the prince started waiting for the arrival of the night. But after thinking something at night, that prince suddenly postponed going to the princess’s room. It is a matter of coincidence that the merchant’s son ‘Pratavya’ meaning was coming out from there itself. When he saw the rope hanging, he climbed on it and reached the princess’s room. The princess also welcomed him considering him as a prince, fed him delicious food and lay down on her bed herself.

Thrilled by the touch of the merchant’s son, that princess said – “I have given my heart to you by being attached to your sight only. Now except you, I will not choose anyone else as my husband.

The merchant’s son did not say anything. He remained calm. On this the princess said – “Why are you not speaking to me, what’s the matter?” He immediately chased her out of his bedroom. The merchant’s son left there and went to rest in a dilapidated temple. Coincidentally, the city guard had come to the same temple to meet his girlfriend. Seeing him, he asked – “Who are you?” You go to my place and sleep.’ The merchant’s son accepted his words, but due to being semi-asleep, by mistake he did not go to that place and went to some other place.

Vinyavati, the daughter of that city guard, was also trapped in the love of a man. She had indicated to her lover to come to the place where Pratavya – Artha had reached. Vinayvati was sleeping there. Seeing him coming, Vinayvati thought that her lover had arrived. She was happy and started welcoming him. When she slept on her bed with the merchant’s son, she asked – what’s the matter, you are still not talking to me in a relaxed manner?’ The merchant’s son repeated the same sentence – ‘Man achieves what he achieves.’ Vinyavati understood that she is getting this result of doing without thinking. He immediately showed the merchant’s son the way out of the house. The merchant’s son once again came on the road. Only then he saw a procession coming from the front. The bridegroom named Varkirti was taking his wedding procession with great fanfare. He also joined that procession and started walking along with them. The procession reached its place, it was welcomed and felicitated a lot.

On the auspicious time of marriage, Seth’s daughter came near the wedding hall dressed up. At the same moment, an intoxicated elephant came running after killing its mahout. Due to fear seeing him, all the baraati ran away from there with the groom. The people of the bride’s side also entered the houses in panic. The girl was left alone at that place. Seeing the frightened girl, ‘Pratavya – Artha’ consoled her – ‘Don’t be afraid. I will protect you.’ Saying this he held the girl with one hand and with a stick in the other hand fell on the elephant. Frightened by the injury of the stick, the elephant suddenly ran away. After the elephant left, Varkirti returned with his procession, but by then the marriage ceremony had passed. He saw that his bride was standing close to another young man and the young man was holding her hand. Seeing this, he got angry and said to his father-in-law – “You have not done this right. instead of giving his daughter’s hand to me, he gave it to someone else

Is.” After listening to him, Seth said – ‘ I myself do not know how this incident happened. Fearing the elephant, I too ran away from here along with all of you, have just returned.’

Seth’s daughter said – Father. He has saved me from death, so now I will not marry anyone except him. Thus the dispute increased, and the night also ended. In the morning a crowd gathered there. The princess had also reached there. When Vinayvati heard, she also reached there to see the spectacle. The king himself also went there after hearing about this dispute. He said to the merchant’s son – ‘ Young man! Feel free to tell me the details of the whole incident.’ The businessman’s son said this in reply – ‘Man only achieves what is achieved.’ After listening to him, the princess said- ‘Even the Creator cannot stop him.’ Then Vinayavati started saying- ‘That’s why I do not regret the past and I am not surprised at that.’ Hearing this, Seth’s daughter who came to the marriage hall said – ‘The thing that is mine, cannot be of others.’

All this became a puzzle for the king. He heard everything separately from all the girls. And when he was convinced, he gave abhayadaan to everyone. He dedicated his daughter with all the ornaments, with one thousand villages to ‘Pratavya – Artha’ with utmost respect. Not only this, he also accepted him as his son. In this way, he established that merchant’s son on the post of crown prince. The city guard also handed over his daughter Vinyavati to that merchant’s son in the same way. After marrying all the three girls, the merchant’s son started living happily in the palace. Later he also called his entire family there.

(Lesson: The name of the eater is written on the grain)

After finishing this story, Hiranyak said – ‘ That’s why I say that man achieves his destiny only. Being thus displeased with the retinue, I have come here with your friend Laghupatanaka. This is the reason for my disinterest.

After listening to Hiranyak, the tortoise said – Friend Hiranyak! Don’t worry about lost money! The use of youth and wealth would have been momentary only. First there is pain in earning money and later there is pain in its preservation. If a man accumulates religion even with one hundredth of his hardships, he gets salvation. Don’t even worry about traveling abroad, because there is no place far away for a businessman and no place abroad for a scholar. At the same time, no person is alien to a loving person. You stay here fearlessly. The three of us will live together like good friends. As far as losing money is concerned, earning money depends on luck. If it is not in luck, even the accumulated wealth gets destroyed. The unfortunate man, even after accumulating wealth, could not consume it in the same way as Somilak could not. Hiranyak asked – ‘Who was this Somilak?’ Then Mantharaka the tortoise told him this story.

Enmity between crows and owls: the story of Panchatantra
Birds of crows and owls: Panchtantra

Once all the birds like swan, parrot, heron, cuckoo, chatak, pigeon, owl etc. assembled together and advised that their king Vainteya is only engaged in the devotion of Vasudev; There is no way to protect them from diseases; That’s why some other king of birds should be chosen. After several days of meeting, everyone unanimously chose the most beautiful owl as the king.
Preparations for the consecration began, holy water was brought from various places of pilgrimage, the throne was studded with gems, the gold pots were filled, the Mangal recitation began, the Brahmins started reciting the Vedas, the dancers made preparations for the dance; Ulukraj was about to sit on the throne when a crow came from somewhere.
The crow thought how was this ceremony? Why this festival? Even the birds were surprised to see the crow. No one had called him at all. However, they had heard that the crow is the most clever strategist bird; That’s why all the birds gathered around him to consult him.
Hearing about the coronation of Uluk Raj, the crow laughed and said— “This election was not right. In the presence of beautiful birds like peacock, swan, cuckoo, stork, chakravak, shuk etc. It is not appropriate to make. He is fierce by nature and bitter. Then the Vainateya king is sitting now. It is destructive to give the throne to another while one king is there. There is only one sun on the earth; it illuminates the whole world with its aura. If there is more than one Sun, there is annihilation. In the holocaust, many suns come out; they bring only calamity in the world, not welfare. There is only one king. become
“If you make a lowly, lazy, cowardly, addicted and backbiting bird like an owl the king, you will be destroyed.
After listening to the crow, all the birds left without crowning the owl. Only the owl, his friend Krikalika and the crow were left waiting for the consecration. The owl asked—-” Why didn’t I get anointed?”
Krikalika said— “Friend! A crow came and spoiled the color. All the other birds have flown away, only that crow is sitting here.”
Then, the owl said to the crow—- “Wicked crow! What harm did I do to you that you obstructed my work. From today I will have a hereditary enmity with you.”
Saying this the owl went away. The crow was very worried and kept sitting there. He thought— “I have taken enmity with the owl without any reason. Interfering in other’s affairs and being bitter

It hurts to even tell the truth.”
Thinking this, the crow left from there. Since then there is a natural enmity between crows and owls.

The Elephant and the Clever Rabbit: The Story of the Panchatantra
Hathi Aur Chatur Khargosh: Panchtantra

A giant elephant named ‘Chaturdant’ lived in a forest. He was the head of his elephant troop. Due to years of drought, all the lakes, ponds and pools there dried up and the trees withered. All the elephants together told their Gajraj Chaturdant that our children have died of hunger and thirst, the rest are about to die. That’s why a big pond should be searched soon.
After thinking for a long time Chaturdanta said— “I have remembered a pond. It is always filled with the water of Patalganga. Come on, let’s go there.” After a long journey of five nights, all the elephants reached there. There was water in the pond. After playing in the water all day, the herd of elephants came out in the evening. There were innumerable burrows of rabbits around the pond. The land was polluted by those bills. All those bills were broken by the feet of elephants. Many rabbits were also crushed under the feet of elephants. Someone’s neck was broken, someone’s leg was broken. Many also died.
After the elephants went back, the mutilated, bloodied rabbits living in those burrows held a meeting together. In that, sorrow was expressed in the memory of the departed rabbits and the solution for the future crisis was thought of. He thought —- Due to lack of water somewhere else, these elephants will now come to this pond every day and trample their bills with their feet. In this way all the rabbits will be destroyed within two to four days. The touch of an elephant is as dangerous as the smell of a snake, the laughter of a king and the respect of a lady.
While thinking about the way to save from this crisis, one suggested— “We should leave this place and go to another country. This abandonment is the best policy. Abandonment of one for the family, family for the village. For this, the village should be abandoned for the city and the whole earth for its own protection, even if it has to be done.
But, the other rabbits said—- “We will not leave the land of our forefathers.”
Some suggested a solution that a clever messenger on behalf of the rabbits should be sent to the commander of the elephants. He should tell him that the rabbit sitting on the moon has forbidden the elephants from coming to this pond. It is possible that he will accept the words of the moon-based rabbit.
After much thought, a rabbit named Lambakarna was sent as a messenger to the elephants. Lambakarna also sat on a high mound on the way to the pond; And when the herd of elephants came there, he said—“This pond is the moon’s own pond. Don’t come here.”
Gajraj —-“Who are you?”
Lambakarna —- “I am a rabbit living in the moon. Lord Chandra has sent me to you to say that you do not come to this pond.”
Gajraj said—-“Where is the god Chandra whose message you have brought at this time?”
Lambakarna —“At present he is in the pond. Yesterday you had destroyed the holes of the rabbits. Today he has come here after listening to the request of the rabbits. He has sent me to you.”
Gajraj —-” If it is like this, then let me see him. I will go back after saluting him.”
Lambakarna alone took Gajraj to the bank of the pond. The shadow of the moon was falling in the pond. Gajraj bowed to her considering her as the moon and returned. After that day the group of elephants never came to the bank of the pond.

Cat’s Justice: The Story of the Panchatantra
Story of Billi: Panchtantra

In a forest, a pheasant named Kapinjal lived inside a shell in the trunk of a huge tree. One day that pheasant along with his companions went to a far away field to eat new paddy shoots.
After a long night, a rabbit named ‘Shigrago’ entered the empty shell of that tree and started living there.
After a few days the Kapinjal pheasant came suddenly. He had become very fat and fresh after eating new paddy shoots. On coming to his shell, he saw that a rabbit was sitting there. He asked the rabbit to vacate his seat.
The rabbit was also sharp-tempered; Said —- “This house is no longer yours. This is the rule of Vapi, well, pond and tree houses that whoever settles in them becomes his house. The ownership of the house is only for humans, There is no law of home ownership for birds.
The quarrel increased. In the end, Karpijal asked for a third arbiter to decide it. A wild cat was listening to their conversation of fight and settlement. He thought, how good it would be if I could become the punch; Both will get an opportunity to kill and eat.
With this thought in hand, facing towards the sun, she sat down on the banks of the river with closed eyes and started preaching religion. After listening to his sermon, the rabbit said—“Look at this! Some ascetic is sitting, make him a punch and ask him.”
The pheasant got scared on seeing the cat; Said from afar —-” Munivar! You settle our quarrel. You eat the one whose side will be against religion.”
Hearing this, the cat opened its eyes and said– “Ram-Ram! Don’t say that. I have left the hellish path of violence. So I will not do violence to the anti-religious side also. Yes, I accept your decision. But, I am old; I cannot listen to you from a distance, come near and tell me.”
Both believed the words of the cat; Both accepted him as Panch, and came to him. He also swooped down and grabbed both of them at the same time.

The Goat, the Brahmin and the Three Thugs: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bakra Brahmin Aur Teen Thag:


A Brahmin named Sambhudayal lived in a village. Once he was going to his home with a goat from his host. The path was long and deserted. On going ahead, he met three thugs on the way. Seeing the goat on the Brahmin’s shoulder, the three planned to grab it.
One stopped the brahmin and said, “Pandit ji, what are you carrying on your shoulder? What disaster are you doing? Being a Brahmin, he is carrying the dog on his shoulders.
The Brahmin reprimanded him and said, “Have you become blind? Can’t see it’s a goat.
The first thug again said, “Well my job was to tell you. What if you have to carry the dog on your shoulders? You know and your work.
After walking a little distance, the Brahmin found another thug. He stopped the Brahmin and said, “Pandit ji, don’t you know that people of high caste should not carry a dog on their shoulders.”
The pundit reprimanded him too and went ahead. On going further, he found a third thug.
He also asked the Brahmin the reason for carrying the dog on his shoulder. This time the Brahmin was convinced that he was not carrying a goat but a dog sitting on his shoulder.
After going a little distance, he took the goat off his shoulder and moved on. Here all the three thugs threw a big feast after killing that goat.

Lesson: Repeatedly telling a lie makes it sound like the truth. So use your brain and believe in yourself.

The Pigeon Pair and the Hunter: The Story of the Panchatantra
Kabootar Ka Joda Aur Shikari : Panchtantra

Once upon a time there lived a greedy and ruthless vyadha. His job was to kill and eat birds. Because of this dreadful act, even his near and dear ones had abandoned him. Since then, he used to wander alone in the forests for hunting birds with a net and a stick in his hand.
One day a pigeon got trapped in his net. When he took it towards his cottage, the sky was covered with clouds. It started raining heavily. Chilling with cold, the disease started searching for shelter. There was a Peepal tree at a short distance. Entering his shell, he said —- “Whoever lives here, I take refuge in him. Whoever helps me at this time, I will be indebted to him throughout my life.”
The same pigeon lived in that shell whose wife was trapped by the hunter. At that time the dove was lamenting due to the separation from his wife. The dove’s heart danced with joy after finding her husband loving. She thought to herself—‘ I am blessed to have found such a loving husband. The love of the husband is the life of the wife. A woman’s life becomes successful only by the happiness of her husband. My life has been successful.’ Thinking this she said to her husband—
“Husband! I am in front of you. This disease has bound me. It is the result of my past deeds. We suffer because of our deeds. Leaving the worry of my bondage, at this time serve your surrendered guest. One who does not welcome his guest leaves all his virtues and goes with the guest and all his sins remain there.
After listening to the wife, the pigeon said to the hunter—“Don’t worry killer! Know this house as your own too. Tell me, what service can I do for you?”
Vyadha —-“I am suffering from cold, please remedy it.”
The pigeon collected the wood and burnt it. And said —-” You take away the cold by baking fire.”
The pigeon was now worried about the food for the hospitality. But, there was not even a grain of food in its nest. After thinking a lot, he thought of killing the hunger of the victim with his own body. Thinking of this, that Mahatma pigeon himself jumped into the burning fire. Even after sacrificing his body, he fulfilled his vow to sacrifice the disease.
When the hunter saw this wonderful sacrifice of the pigeon, he was astonished. His soul started cursing him. At the same moment, he freed the pigeon from the net and threw the nets and other devices for trapping birds by breaking them.
The dove started lamenting seeing her husband burning in the fire. She thought—“What is the purpose of my life without my husband now? My world is ruined, for whom should I live now?” Thinking of this, that husband also jumped into the fire. Flowers rained from the sky on the sacrifice of these two. The hunter also gave up animal-violence from that day.

The Brahmin and the Serpent: The Story of the Panchatantra
Brahmin Aur Sarp: Panchtantra

A Brahmin named Haridatta used to reside in a city. His farming was simple, so he remained empty most of the time. Once in summer he was lying like this in the cool shade of a tree on his field. While sleeping, he saw a snake’s hole near him, the snake was sitting on it with its hood spread.
Seeing him, that Brahmin started thinking that may or may not be, this is the deity of my area. I have never worshiped it. That’s why I will definitely worship it today. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he got up and went somewhere to ask for milk.
He put it in an earthen pot and went near the bill and said, “O Kshetrapal! Till today I did not know about you, so I could not do any kind of worship. Forgive me this crime of mine and bless me and enrich me with wealth.
Thus praying, he kept that milk there and then returned to his home. The next morning when he came to his farm, he first went to that place. There he saw that a gold coin was kept in the vessel in which he had kept the milk.
He picked up that currency and kept it. That day also he worshiped the snake in the same way and left after keeping milk for it. The next day in the morning he again got a gold coin. In this way he worshiped daily and

Every day he used to get one gold coin.
After a few days he had to go to another village for some work. He instructed his son to keep milk at that place. Accordingly, that day his son went and brought milk there. The next day when he went to keep the milk again, he saw that the gold coin was kept there.
He picked up that currency and he started thinking in his mind that definitely there is a store of gold coins inside this bill. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he decided to dig up the bill and take all the coins. Was afraid of snakes. But when the snake came out to drink milk, he hit it on the head with a stick. The snake did not die because of this and in such a rage it bit the Brahmin’s son with his poisonous teeth that he died instantly. His relatives burnt that boy right there on the same field.
It is also said that the fruit of greed is never sweet.

Lesson: Greed is a bad thing.

The Old Man, The Young Wife and the Thief: The Story of the Panchatantra
Buddha Aadmi Yuva Patni Aur Chor : Panchtantra

A farmer couple used to live in a village. The farmer was old but his wife was young. Due to not being satisfied with her husband, the farmer’s wife was always in search of other men, because of this she did not stay in the house even for a moment. One day a thug saw him leaving the house.
He followed her and when he saw that she had reached solitude, he went before her and said,
“Look, my wife has passed away. I am attached to you. Come along with me.”
She said, “If it is so, then my husband has a lot of money, he cannot move due to old age. I bring her so that we can have a happy future.
“Alright, go. Meet at this place tomorrow morning at the same time.
Thus that day the farmer’s wife returned to her home. When her husband fell asleep at night, she collected her husband’s money and took it to the place in the morning. Both left from there. Both had come far away from their village when a deep river came in the way.
At that time the thought came in the mind of that thug that what would I do by taking this woman with me. And then someone comes after him while searching for him, so there is a crisis anyway. Therefore, somehow we should get rid of our body by grabbing all the money from it. Thinking about this he said, “The river is very deep. First I will put the bundle on the other side, then I will carry you on my back and take you to the other side. It is difficult to carry both together.
“Okay, do that.” When the farmer’s wife handed over her bundle to him, the thug said, “Give me the ornaments and clothes you are wearing, so that there will be no difficulty in walking in the river.” And the clothes won’t even get wet.
He did exactly the same. The thug took them to the other side of the river and then did not come back.
That woman did not belong anywhere because of her misdeeds.

Learning: One should not adopt the path of wrong deeds for his own benefit.

Brahmins, Thieves, and Demons: The Story of the Panchatantra
Brahmin Chor Aur Daanav: Panchtantra

A Brahmin named Drona lived in a village. His livelihood used to be by begging. He didn’t even have enough clothes to stop the cold and heat. Once a host took pity on a Brahmin and gave him a pair of oxen. The Brahmin took care of him with great care. Even after asking for ghee-oil-grains from nearby, he kept feeding those bulls to the brim. Due to this both the bulls became very fat. Seeing them, a thief got greedy. He decided to steal both the bullocks and drive them away. With this determination, when he left his village, he met on the way a fearful man with long teeth, red eyes, dry hair and a protruding nose.
Seeing him, the thief fearfully asked— “Who are you?”
That man with a fierce figure said—-” I am a Brahmarakshasa, I am going to steal a pair of bullocks from the house of a nearby Brahmin.”
The demon said —- “Friend! I have not eaten anything for the last six days. Come on, today I will satisfy my hunger by killing that Brahmin. We are both travelers on the same path. Come on, let’s go together.”
In the evening, both secretly entered the Brahmin’s house. After the Brahmin was bedridden, when the demon started moving forward to eat him, the thief said— “Friend! This thing is not fair. First I steal the pair of bullocks, then you do your work.”
The demon said—“Sometime while stealing the bulls, he got upset and if the Brahmin wakes up, it will be a disaster, I will remain hungry. That’s why first let me eat the Brahmin, then you steal it.”
The thief replied —- “If the Brahmin survives while killing a Brahmin and starts guarding after waking up, then I will not be able to steal. That’s why first let me do my work.”
There was such an altercation between the two that the Brahmin woke up after hearing the noise. Seeing him awake, the thief said to the Brahmin— “Brahmin! This demon was about to kill you, I saved you from his hands.”
The demon said—“Brahmin! This thief had come to steal your oxen, I saved you.”
The Brahmin became cautious in this conversation. Picking up the stick, he got ready to defend himself. Seeing him ready, both ran away.

Lesson: Friend of the enemy of the enemy.

The secret of the house / Two snakes: the story of Panchatantra
Ghar Ka Bhed/Do Saamp: Panchtantra

A king named Devshakti lived in a city. A snake had entered his son’s stomach. That snake had made its bill there. Due to the snake sitting in his stomach, his body was getting decayed day by day. When there was no improvement in his health even after many treatments, the prince became very disappointed.

Went to another state far away from his state. And there he started living in the temple like a normal beggar.
King Bali of that state had two young girls. Both of them used to come every morning to pay obeisance to their father. One of them used to say salutations to the king—
“Maharaj! Hail. All the happiness of the world is due to your grace.” The second used to say— “Maharaj! May God reward you for your deeds.” Maharaj used to get angry after listening to other’s words. One day in this anger, he called the minister and ordered—- “Minister! Give this bitter speaking girl in the hands of a poor foreigner, so that she can taste the fruit of her own deeds.”
By order of the king, the ministers got that girl married to a foreigner prince who stayed like a normal beggar in the temple. The princess served him as her husband. Both left that country.
After going a little distance, they stopped at the bank of a pond. Leaving the prince there, his wife went to the nearby village to buy ghee-oil-grain etc. When she was returning with the deal, she saw that her husband was sleeping near a snake hole at some distance from the pond. A funnel snake was coming out of his mouth and was eating air. Another snake also came out of its hole and spread its hood and was sitting there. Both were having a conversation.
The snake with bill was saying to the snake with stomach—-“Wicked! Why are you destroying the life of such a handsome prince?”
The snake in the stomach said—-“You are also contaminating the golden urn lying in this bill.”
The snake with bill said—-” So do you think that no one knows the medicine to get you out of the stomach. Any person can kill you by giving boiled kanji mustard to the prince.”
The snake in the stomach said, “Anyone can kill you by pouring hot oil on it.”
In this way both of them opened the secret of each other. The princess had heard the words of both. He destroyed both of them by the methods told by them. Her husband also became healthy; And poverty also went away after getting a gold-filled urn from the bill. Then, both of them left for their country. Both the parents of the prince welcomed him.

Chuhiya’s Swayamvar: Story of Panchatantra
Chuhiya’s Swayamvar: Panchtantra

There was an ashram of ascetics on the banks of river Ganges. A sage named Yajnavalkya lived there. Munivar was carrying water on the bank of a river when a mouse fell from above into his palm full of water. That mouse was being taken away by the eagle. She fell down from his clutches. The sage placed it on a Peepal leaf and again bathed in the water of the Ganges. There was still life left in the mouse. Muni gave her the form of a girl with his glory, and brought her to his ashram. Offering the daughter to the sage’s wife, the sage told her to take care of her like his own daughter. He did not have any children of his own, so Muni’s wife brought him up with great love. She grew up in his ashram for 12 years.
When she became marriageable, the wife said to the sage— “Nath! Your daughter is now marriageable. Make arrangements for her marriage.” Muni said—- “I will now call Aditya and hand it over to him. If he accepts it, I will marry him, otherwise not.” Has the sage accepted this sun as the husband, the giver of the light of the three worlds?”
The daughter replied —-” Tat! It is hot like fire, I do not accept it. Call a better groom than this.”
Muni asked Surya to show him a better groom than himself.
The sun said—- “There are better clouds than me, which cover and hide me.”
Muni called the cloud and asked—- “Do you accept this?”
The girl said —-” This is very dark. Call a better groom than this.”
Muni also asked Megh that who is better than him. The cloud said, “There is a better wind than us, which blows us and takes us in different directions”.
Muni called Vayu and asked the acceptance of the girl. The girl said —-” Tat! She is very fickle. Call a better groom than this.”
Muni also asked Vayu that who is better than him. Vayu said, “There is a better mountain than me, which remains stable even in the biggest storm.”
When Muni called the mountain, the girl said–” Tat! This is very harsh and serious, call a better groom than this.”
Muni asked the mountain to suggest a better groom than himself. Then the mountain said —-” There is a better mouse than me, who breaks me and makes his bill.”
Muni then called the mouse and said to the girl—- “Daughter! If you accept this mouse king, then marry him.”
Munikanya looked at Mushkaraj very carefully. He was feeling a strange affinity with her. At first sight, she was infatuated with him and said—“Make me a mouse and hand it over to the king of the mouse.”
Muni made her a mouse again with his tapobal and married her with the mouse.

The Foolish Circle: The Story of the Panchatantra
Moorkhmandali: Panchtantra

A bird named Sindhuk lived on a giant tree in a mountainous region. There were gold particles in his excreta. One day a hunter was passing by. The hunter did not know that his excrement was golden. It was possible that the hunter would have gone ahead by ignoring him. But the foolish Indus bird dropped its excrement full of gold particles from the top of the tree in front of the hunter. Seeing him, the hunter spread the trap on the tree and caught him with the greed of gold.
The hunter caught him and brought him to his house. There he was kept in a cage. But, on the very next day, he began to fear that some man would tell the king about the bird’s excreta being golden.

So he will have to appear before the king in the court. It is possible that the king may even punish him. Due to this fear, he himself presented the bird in front of the king.
The king ordered to keep the bird with utmost care. But the king’s minister advised the king, “Don’t be an object of ridicule by believing the foolish talk of this vyadha. Sometimes even a bird can give golden excreta? Leave it.” The king released him following the advice of the minister. While leaving, he sat down at the entrance of the kingdom and again passed the golden stool; And went on saying :-
“Purvaṁ tavdaḥ morkho dviitiḥ pāśabandhakḥ.
Tato king cha mantri cha sarvam vai foolmandalam ॥
That is, first I was a fool, who defecated in front of the victim; Then the hunter foolishly took me before the king in vain; After that the king and the ministers also turned out to be the kings of fools. All the fools have gathered in this state.

The Speaking Cave: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bolnewali Cave: Panchtantra

A lion lived in a forest. Once he wandered for a whole day, but could not find any animal for food. Tired, he came inside a cave and sat down. He thought that some animal would definitely come in it at night. Today I will satisfy my hunger by killing him.
The owner of that cave was a jackal. He returned in the night and came to his cave. He saw the footprints of the lion while going inside the cave. He looked carefully. He guessed that the lion went inside, but did not come out from inside. He understood that a lion was hiding in his cave.
The clever jackal immediately thought of a solution. He did not go inside the cave. He shouted from the door-
‘O my cave, why are you silent? Why don’t you speak today? Whenever I come from outside, you call me. Why don’t you speak today?’
The lion sitting in the cave thought, it is possible that the cave calls the jackal every day. Today it is silent because of my fear. That’s why today I am the one calling him inside by calling him. Thinking like this, the lion shouted from inside and said – ‘Come friend, come inside.’
As soon as he heard the sound, the jackal understood that the lion was sitting inside. He immediately ran away from there. And thus the jackal cleverly saved his life.

Protecting the Lineage: The Story of the Panchatantra
Vansh Ki Raksha: Panchtantra

An old snake named Mandvish used to live in a mountain region. One day he started thinking that what could be the solution, so that his livelihood could go on without working hard. Then a thought came to his mind.
He went to the nearby pond full of frogs. After reaching there, he started roaming here and there with great restlessness. Seeing him moving like this, the frog sitting on a stone on the bank of the pond was surprised and asked,
“Uncle! What’s the matter today? It is evening, but you are not making arrangements for food and water?
The snake started saying with a very sad heart,
Son! What should I do, I have no desire for food anymore. Early in the morning I went out in search of food. I saw a frog on the bank of a lake. I was thinking of catching him when he saw me. Some brahmins were engrossed in self-study nearby, he went and hid somewhere among them. I didn’t see him again. But in his confusion I cut off the thumb of a Brahmin’s son. He died instantly from it. His father was very sad about this and that grief-stricken father cursed me and said,
“Wicked! You have killed my son without any crime, because of your crime you will have to become the vehicle of frogs. “Just, I have come here to you people for the purpose of becoming your vehicle.”
After hearing this from the snake, the frog went to his relatives and told them about the snake. In this way, going from one ear to the other and from the second to the third, this word reached all the frogs. Their king Jalpad also got the news of this. He was very surprised to hear this. First of all he went to the snake and climbed on its hood. Seeing him mounted, all the other frogs climbed on his back. The snake did not say anything to anyone.
Mandvish showed them various feats. Jalpad was very happy after getting the touch of the soft skin of the snake. Thus a day passed. The next day when he walked with her sitting, he did not walk away.
Seeing him, Jalpad asked, “What’s the matter, you are not able to walk today?”
“Yes, I am hungry today so it is difficult to walk.” Jalpad spoke,
“What’s the matter? You eat small frogs of ordinary category.
In this way that snake got its food every day without any effort. But that waterfowl could not even understand that for his momentary pleasure he was becoming a part of the destruction of his own clan. After eating all the frogs, the snake also ate the waterfowl one day. In this way the entire race of frogs was destroyed.

Lesson: By protecting our well wishers, we are also protected.

The War of the Crows and the Owls: The Story of the Panchatantra
Kauve Aur Ullu Ka Yudh: Panchtantra

There was a city named Mahilaropya in the southern country. There was a big peepal tree near the city. Birds’ nests were built on its branches covered with thick leaves. Many families of crows used to live in some of those nests. Viceroy Meghvarna, the king of crows also lived there. There he had made an array for his party.
A group of owls used to live in a mountain cave some distance away from him. Their king was Arimardan.

There was a natural enmity between the two. Arimardan used to go round the Peepal tree every night. If he found a stray crow there, he would kill it. same way one by one

Stopped he killed hundreds of crows.
Then, Meghavarna called his ministers and asked them the way to avoid the attacks of Ulukraj. He said, “The difficulty is that we cannot see at night and do not know where the owls hide during the day. We do not know anything about their location. Which one should be used from Sanshraya, Dvaidhibhav etc.?
First Meghavarna questioned the first secretary named ‘Ujjivi’. He replied— “Maharaj! One should not fight with a strong enemy. It is better to make peace with him. There is only loss in war. By making peace before even with an enemy of equal strength, shrinking like a turtle, Shakti- It is proper to fight only after collecting.

After that the second secretary named ‘Sanjeevi’ was questioned. He said —-” Maharaj! One should not make a treaty with the enemy. The enemy destroys even after the treaty. Water extinguishes the fire even after being heated by the fire. Especially cruel, very greedy and religionless. Never make a treaty with the enemy. By showing peace towards the enemy, the fire of his enmity flares up even more. He becomes even more cruel. Should be defeated, but should not make a treaty. The truth is that the king whose land was not irrigated by the blood of enemies and the tears of their widowed women, he is not fit to be a king.
Then Meghavarna questioned the third secretary Anujeevi. He said —-” Maharaj! Our enemy is evil, even more in force. That’s why there is harm in doing both treaty and war with him. For him there is only law of vehicle policy in the scriptures. One should go to the country. Cowardice is not a fault in retreating like this. Even a lion retreats before attacking. One who stubbornly fights with the pride of bravery fulfills the enemy’s wish and destroys himself and his descendants. destroys.”
After this Meghavarna questioned the fourth secretary ‘Prajevi’. He said— “Maharaj! In my opinion, there is fault in the treaty, the idol and the vehicle, all three. It is right for us to take shelter of posture-policy. The best way is to sit firmly in your place. Sitting on the spot, he defeats even the lion, pulls the elephant into the water. If he leaves his position, he is also defeated by the rat. Sitting in our fort, we can face the biggest enemy. In our fort Our one soldier can destroy hundreds of enemies by sitting. We should make our fort strong. Small trees standing firm in their place cannot be uprooted even by strong gusts of storm.
Then Meghavarna questioned the fifth secretary named Chiranjeevi. He said— “Maharaj! At this point of time, I think the policy of alliance is appropriate. We can defeat the enemy only by having a strong helpful friend on our side. Therefore, we should stay here and seek the help of a capable friend. If a capable friend is not found, the help of many small friends can also make our side strong. Even a rope made of small straws becomes so strong that it binds an elephant tightly.

After consulting the five ministers, Viceroy Meghvarna went to his hereditary secretary Sthirjeevi. After saluting him, he said— “Sir! All my ministers are giving me different opinions. You give your decision after listening to their advice.”
Sthirjeevi replied— “Vats! All the ministers have given right advice according to their wisdom, all policies are good at their respective times. But, in my opinion, you should take shelter of duality, or discrimination. It is appropriate that first we create trust for ourselves in the enemy by treaty, but do not trust the enemy. Keep preparing for the war by making a treaty; When the preparation is complete, fight the war. Should stay. After getting acquainted with them, it is appropriate to attack there.
Meghvarna said—“Your saying is undoubtedly true, but how to see the enemy’s weak spot?”
Sthirajeevi—“Only through spies we can discover the enemy’s weak point. Spies only serve as the eyes of the king. And we need to win over the enemy by deceit.
Meghvarna—“I will do as you order.”
Sthirjeevi—“Good thing. I myself will do the work of a spy. After fighting with me, throwing me under this tree, go to the Rishyamook mountain with your family. I will become the confidant of your enemy owls and give them I will settle in my fort built on this tree and after getting the opportunity I will destroy them all. Then you come here again.

Meghavarna did the same. In a short while the fight between the two started. When other crows came to his aid, he drove them away and said- “I will punish him myself.” After injuring him with the blow of his beak, he himself went to Rishyamook mountain with his family after throwing Sthirjeevi there.
Then Owl’s friend Krikalika told Ulukraj about Meghavarna’s escape and Amatya’s fight with Sthirjeevi. Ulukraj also attacked the Peepal tree with Dalbal at nightfall. He thought — It is easier to destroy the running enemy. Surrounding the Peepal tree, he killed all the remaining crows.
Now Ulukraj’s army was thinking of chasing the fleeing crows when the injured Sthirjeevi started moaning. everyone’s heart after listening to him

Attention went towards her. All the owls rushed to kill him. Then Sthirajivi said:
“Before you kill me, listen to me one thing. I am Meghavarna’s minister. It was Meghavarna who injured me and threw me like this. I want to say many things to your king. Get him to meet me. Two .”

All the owls said this to the king of owls. Ulukraj himself came there. Seeing Sthirjeevi, he said with surprise—-“Who made you in this condition?”
Sthirjivi —- “Dev! The thing happened that the evil clouds wanted to attack you with the army. I stopped him and said that they are very strong, do not fight with them, make peace with them. Make peace with a strong enemy. It is appropriate; even after giving him everything, he manages to save his life. After listening to me, that evil cloud thought that I am your well-wisher. That is why he pounced on me. Now you are my master. I take refuge in you. I have come. When my wounds are healed, I myself will go with you to find Meghvarna and will be your helper in his destruction.
After listening to Sthirjeevi, Ulukraj consulted all his old ministers. He also had five ministers “Raktaksha, Kruraksha, Diptaksha, Vakranas, Prakarakarna.
First he asked Raktaksh—“What should be done with this surrendered enemy minister?” Raktaksh said that he should be killed without delay. The enemy should be killed only when he is weak, otherwise he becomes insurmountable after being sacrificed. Besides this there is one more thing; The love once broken and united cannot be increased even by excessive display of affection.
After taking advice from Raktaksh, Ulukraj consulted another minister Kruraksh that what to do with Sthirjeevi?
Kruraksh said—” Maharaj! In my opinion, killing a refugee is a sin.
After Kruraksh, Arimardan questioned Deeptaksh.
Deeptaksha also gave the same advice.
After this Arimardan questioned Vakranas. Vakranas also said—“Dev! We should not kill this refugee enemy. Sometimes enemies also do good work. When there is a dispute between them, one enemy himself destroys the other enemy. Is .
After listening to him, Arimardan again asked another minister ‘Prakarakarna’—- “Secretary! What is your opinion?”
Prakarkarna said —-“Dev! This surrendered person is inevitable. We should protect our mutual interests.

Arimardan also supported Prakarkarna’s point and decided not to kill Sthirjeevi. Raktaksh had deep differences with Ulukraj’s determination. He used to see the interest of the owls only in the death of Sthirjeevi. Therefore, while expressing his consent, he told other ministers that you will destroy the Ulukvansh by your stupidity. But no one paid attention to the issue of Raktaksh.
Ulukraj’s soldiers put the still living crow on the bed and marched towards their mountain fort. After reaching near the fort, Sthirjeevi requested Ulukraj—” Maharaj! Why do you show me so much kindness? I am not worthy of this. Well, you put me in the burning fire.”
Ulukraj said —-” Why do you say like this?”
Sthirjeevi —-“Swami! My sins will be expunged by burning in the fire. I want my youth to be destroyed in the fire and meteorism to come in me, only then I will be able to take revenge on that sinful cloud.”
Raktaksh was understanding these hypocritical tricks of Sthirjeevi very well. He said—“Stirjivi! You are very clever and devious. I know that even after becoming an owl, you will only think of the welfare of the crows.
According to the ignorance of Ulukraj, the soldiers took Sthirjeevi to their fort. Arriving at the gate of the fort, Ulukraj Arimardan told his companions that Sthirajevi should be given the place where he wants to live.
Sthirjeevi thought that he should stay at the gate of the fort, so that he would get an opportunity to go out of the fort.
Thinking the same he said to Ulukraj— “Dev! You have embarrassed me a lot by giving me this honor. I am only your servant, and I want to remain in the place of a servant. Keep my place at the gate of the fort. I will consider myself fortunate by keeping the dust of the door which will be purified by your lotus feet on my head.
Ulukraj could not contain himself after listening to these sweet words. He told his companions that enough food should be given to Sthirjeevi.

Eating tasty and nutritious food every day, Sthirjeevi became as fat and strong as before in a few days.
When Raktaksha saw Sthirjeevi getting healthy, he said to the ministers—- “All are fools here. But the ministers did not change their foolish behavior. Like before, they used to make Sthirjivi fat by feeding him food and meat. are .
Seeing this, Raktaksh told his friends that now we should not stay here. We will build our fort in the cave of some other mountain.

Then Raktaksha told his companions that to live in such a foolish community is to invite disaster. The same day, Raktaksh along with his family went away from there to a mountain cave. On the departure of Raktaksh, Sthirjeevi was very happy and started thinking—“It is good that Raktaksh has gone. He was the only clever and visionary among these foolish ministers.”

After the departure of Raktaksh, Sthirjeevi started preparations for the destruction of the owls with full force. By choosing small sticks, he started placing them around the cave of the mountain.
When enough sticks were collected, he one day went to his first friend, King Meghvara, after the owls had gone blind in the sunlight.

Went to the king, and said— “Friend! I have prepared a complete plan to burn the enemy to ashes. You also take a piece of burning wood in your beak and spread it around the fort of Ulukraj. The fort was burnt to ashes. It will happen. The enemy party will be destroyed by burning in its own house.
Meghavarna was very happy to hear this. He said to Sthirjeevi–“Maharaj, may you be well, I have seen you after a long time.”
Sthirjeevi said —-“Watts! This is not the time to talk, if any enemy goes there and informs about my coming here, then the game made will be ruined. The enemy will run away to some other place. Should be eligible, there should be no delay in that, after destroying the enemy’s clan, we will sit and talk peacefully.
Meghvarna also agreed to this. The crows all went towards the enemy’s fort with one burning wood in their beaks and went there and spread the wood around the fort. The houses of the owls were burnt to ashes and all the owls died in agony inside.
In this way, after exterminating the owls, the clouded Viceroy again came to his old Peepal tree. A meeting was called on the occasion of victory. By giving a lot of reward to Sthirjeevi, Meghvarna asked him —-” Maharaj! How did you spend so many days in the enemy’s fort? Living among the enemy is very dangerous. All the time the life is stuck in the throat.”
Sthirjeevi replied— “You are right, but I am your servant. The servant has so much faith in the ultimate result of his penance that he does not worry about momentary sufferings. Besides this, I saw that your The minister of the antagonist Ulukraj is a great fool. Only one Raktaksha was intelligent, he also left him. I thought, this is the time to take revenge. A spy who wanders among the enemy has to leave the worry of honor and dishonor. He thinks of his selfishness.
Viceroy Meghvarna thanked Sthirjeevi and said— “Friend, you are a great effort-maker and a visionary. Your ability to start a work and complete it till the end is unique. There are many types of people in the world. Those of the lowest nature. There are those who do not start any work due to fear of obstacles, medium are those who leave every work in the middle due to fear of obstacles, but excellent are those who do not stop the work started in spite of hundreds of obstacles. You have done a great job by destroying my enemies completely.
Sthirjivi replied—” Maharaj! I followed my religion. God supported you. Purusharth is a big thing, but if God is not favorable then even the effort does not work. You got your kingdom. But remember “States are temporary. Big and huge states are formed and destroyed in moments. Like the colorful clouds of the evening, their aura is also momentary. That’s why don’t do injustice in the name of the state, and follow the people with justice.” The king is not the master of the people, but the servant.
After this, Meghavarna ruled happily for many years with the help of Sthirjivi.

The Monkey and the Crocodile: The Story of the Panchatantra
Bandar Aur Magarmachh: Panchtantra

A monkey lived on a Jamun tree on the bank of a river. Very sweet berries used to grow on that tree. One day a crocodile came to the tree in search of food. When the monkey asked him, he told the reason for his arrival. The monkey told that very sweet berries grow here and he gave those berries to the crocodile. He became friends with the crocodile living in the river. That monkey used to give berries to that crocodile to eat everyday.

One day that crocodile fed some berries to his wife as well. After eating the delicious jamun, she told her husband that she wanted the monkey’s heart, thinking that the one who eats such sweet fruits daily would also have a very sweet heart. She made an excuse of illness and said that as long as she gets the monkey’s heart, she will get it.

The crocodile forced by the wife’s stubbornness played a trick and told the monkey that his sister-in-law wanted to meet him. The monkey said how will he go to the river? The crocodile suggested a solution that he should sit on his back, so that he could reach his home safely.

Trusting his friend’s words, the monkey also jumped from the tree into the river and rode on his back. When they reached the middle of the river, the crocodile thought there was no harm in telling the truth to the monkey and revealed that his wife wanted to eat his heart. The monkey’s heart broke, he was shocked, but he did not lose his patience.

The monkey said to Tapak, “Oh my friend, why didn’t you tell me this before because I have kept my heart safe in the Jamun tree. Now quickly take me back to the river bank so that I can bring my heart and gift it to my sister-in-law and make her happy.

As soon as the foolish crocodile brought the monkey to the river-bank, the monkey jumped loudly on the Jamun tree and said in anger, “Fool, can one live even without a heart? Ja, from today your friendship ends.

Education: 1. Patience should not be lost in moments of trouble.
2. Friendship with strangers should be done after thinking.
3. Always respect friendship.

The Frog King and the Snake: The Story of the Panchatantra
Mendhakraj Aur Naag: Panchtantra

Many frogs lived in a well. The name of their king was Gangadatta. Gangdutt was of a very quarrelsome nature. There were two or three other wells nearby. Frogs lived in them too. each well’s frogs have their own

The king was

Gangdutt used to keep quarreling with every king on one or the other issue. He would have started doing something wrong with his stupidity and if the intelligent frog tried to stop him, he would have got beaten up by his goons as soon as he got a chance. Anger towards Gangdutt was increasing within the frogs of the well. There was no peace in the house also due to quarrels. Blames you for all your troubles.

One day Gangdutt had a big fight with the neighboring frog king. There was a lot of tu-tu, me-me. Gangdutt came to his well and told that the neighboring king had insulted him. To avenge the insult, he ordered his frogs to attack the neighboring well, knowing that Gangadat must have started the quarrel.

Some wise frogs and wise men united and said in one voice, ‘Rajan, there are twice as many frogs as us in the neighboring well. They are healthier and stronger than us. We will not fight this battle.

Gangdutt was stunned and shook badly. In his heart, he decided that these traitors would also have to be taught a lesson. Gangdutt called his sons and provoked them, ‘ Son, the neighboring king has insulted your father. Go, beat the sons of the neighboring king in such a way that they start asking for water.’

Gangdutt’s sons started looking at each other’s face. At last the elder son said, ‘Father, you never allowed us to roam. Frogs get strength, courage and enthusiasm only by croaking. You tell me how will we be able to beat someone without courage and enthusiasm?’

Now Gangdutt got annoyed with everyone. One day, grumbling and grumbling, he came out of the well and started roaming here and there. He saw a fierce cobra entering its hole made nearby. His eyes gleamed. When you have become your enemy, then the enemy should be made your own. Thinking this, he went to Bill and said, ‘Nagdev, my greetings.’

Nagdev hissed, ‘Hey frog, I am your enemy. I eat you and you are calling me in front of my bill.

Gangadatta said, ‘O snake, sometimes your enemies start giving more pain than your enemies. My own caste and relatives have insulted me so much that I have to come to an enemy like you to seek help to teach them a lesson. You accept my friendship and have fun.’

The snake put its head out of the bill and said, ‘Enjoy, how are you?’

Gangdutt said, ‘I will feed you so many frogs that you will become a dragon after getting fat.’

The snake expressed doubt, ‘ I cannot go into the water. How will I catch the frog?’

Gangdutt clapped, ‘Nag brother, this is where my friendship will be of use to you. I have my spy frogs dig secret tunnels to watch the wells of the neighboring kings. His path leads to every well. Where the tunnels meet, there is a chamber. You stay there and eat whatever frogs I ask you to eat.’

Nag agreed to befriend Gangadat. Because there was only profit in it. If a fool is ready to hand over his loved ones to the stomach of the enemy by being blinded by the feeling of revenge, then why should the enemy not take advantage of it?

Nag went and sat in the tunnel room with Gangadatta. Gangadatta first asked all the neighboring frog kings and their subjects to eat them. In a few weeks, the snake went through the tunnels and ate all the frogs in the other wells. When everyone was finished, the snake said to Gangdutt, ‘Whom should I eat now? Tell quickly. It has become a habit to keep the stomach full for twenty-four hours.

Gangadatta said, ‘Now eat all the wise and intelligent frogs in my well.’

When they were eaten, it was the turn of the subjects. Gangdutt thought, ‘ People’s like this. She keeps complaining about something or the other all the time. After eating them, the snake asked for food, and Gangdutt said, ‘Snake friend, now only my family and my friends are left. Game over and the frog digested.’

The snake spread its hood and started hissing, ‘ Frog, I am not going anywhere now. You make arrangements for food now, otherwise.

Gangdutt stopped speaking. He fed his friends to the snake, then his sons went into the stomach of the snake. Gangdutt thought that if he and the frog were alive, he would give birth to more sons. After eating the son, the snake hissed, ‘Where is the food? Fearing Gangdutt pointed towards the frog. Gangdutt explained to himself, ‘Let’s get rid of the old frog. I will marry a new young frog and establish a new world.’

After eating the frog, the snake mouthed, ‘Eat.’

Gangdutt folded his hands, ‘Now only I am left. Your friend Gangdutt. Now go back.’

The snake said, ‘Which one do you seem to be my maternal uncle’ and grabbed him.

Lesson: The one who takes the side of the enemy to take revenge on his own, his end is certain.

The Lion, the Jackal and the Foolish Donkey: The Story of the Panchatantra
Sher Geedad Aur Moorakh Gadha: Panchtantra

A lion named Karalkesar lived in a dense forest. A jackal named Dhusarak always used to stay with him for service work. Once the lion had to fight with a drunken elephant, since then many wounds were on his body. One leg was also broken in this fight. It had become difficult for him to even walk a step. It was beyond his power to hunt animals in the jungle. Without hunting the stomach could not be filled. Both the lion and the jackal were distraught with hunger. One day the lion said to the jackal– “You find some prey and bring it here; I will kill the animal that comes near, then we both will have a full meal.”

The jackal went to the nearby village in search of prey. There he saw a donkey named Lambakarna eating tender leaves of green grass on the banks of the pond. Went to him and said – “Mama! Hello. You have appeared after a long time. How did you become so thin?”

The donkey replied – “Sister! What to say? The washerman would have mercilessly put the burden on my back.

And if even a step is loose, he beats with sticks. Grass does not give even a handful. I myself have to come here and eat grass straws mixed with mud. That’s why I’m getting lean.”

Jackal said – “Uncle! That’s it, then I will tell you a place, where there are green meadows like turquoise and gems, a reservoir of pure water is also nearby. Come there and live a life laughing and singing.” ”

Lambakarna said – “It’s okay sister! But we are rustic animals, we will kill wild animals in the forest and eat them. That’s why we can’t enjoy the green fields of the forest.”

Jackal – “Uncle! Do not say so. I rule there. No one can even braid your hair while I am there. Like you, I have freed many donkeys from the atrocities of the washermen. Even at this time there are three female donkeys, Who is now young. She told me while coming that you are our true mother, so go to the village and bring us some Gardabhapati. That’s why I have come to you.

After listening to the jackal, Lambakarna decided to go with the jackal. Following the jackal, he reached the same forest where the hungry lion was waiting for food for many days. As soon as the lion got up, Lambakarna started running. Even while running, the lion clawed at him. But Lambakarna did not get caught in the lion’s claws, he ran away.

Then, the jackal said to the lion- “Your claw has become absolutely useless. Even the donkey escapes from its snare. Is this the strength with which you fight the elephant?”

The lion, being a little embarrassed, replied – “I had not even prepared my paw yet. It ran away suddenly. Otherwise even an elephant cannot run away without being injured by the blow of this paw.”

The jackal said – “Ok! So now once more I will try and bring him to you. This attack should not go in vain.”

Lion – “The donkey who ran away after seeing me with his eyes, how will he come now? Ambush someone else.”

Jackal – “Don’t interfere in these things. You just get ready and sit.”

The jackal saw that the donkey was again grazing at the same place.

Seeing the jackal, the donkey said- “Sister! You have also taken me to a very good place. Had it been a moment longer, I would have lost my life. Well, what was that animal that woke up on seeing me, and whose thunderous hand was mine?” Was it on the back?”

Then the jackal laughed and said – “Mama! You are also strange, seeing you, Gardabhi woke up to hug you and you ran away from there. She raised her hand to love you. She will not survive without you. Hungry and thirsty. She says, if Lambakarna is not my husband, I will jump into the fire.

So don’t bother him anymore. Otherwise, the sin of female-killing will be on your head. Come on, come with me.”

After listening to the jackal, the donkey again went towards the jungle with him. As soon as he reached there, the lion pounced on him. After killing him, the lion went to bathe in the pond. The jackal kept guarding. The lion was a little late. Distraught with hunger, the jackal cut off the donkey’s ears and heart and ate it.

When the lion returned from worship, he saw that the donkey had no ears, and the heart was also removed. Getting angry, he said to the jackal – “Sinner! Why did you make it a liar by eating its ears and heart?”

The jackal said – “Swami! Don’t say so. It didn’t have ears and heart, that’s why it came back even once.”

The lion believed the jackal’s words. Both shared the donkey’s food.

The Story of the Potter: The Story of the Panchatantra
Story of Kumhar: Panchtantra

Once a potter named Yudhishthira collided with the sharp shard of a broken pitcher and fell down. As soon as he fell, that shard entered his forehead. Blood started flowing. The wound was deep, it did not heal even with medicine. The wound kept on increasing. It took several months to recover. Even after recovering, his mark remained on his forehead.

After a few days, when there was a famine in his country, he went to another country. There he joined the servants of the king. One day when the king saw the marks of wound on his forehead, he understood that he must be a brave man, who must have been injured while fighting the enemy from the front. Understanding this, he gave him a high position in his army. The king’s sons and other generals were jealous of this honour, but could not say anything out of fear of the king.

After a few days that king had to go to the battlefield. There, when preparations were being made for the battle, elephants were being harnessed, horses were being saddled, the war bugle was giving the message to the soldiers to get ready for the battlefield — the king incidentally asked Yudhishthira Kumbhakar Asked—- “Veer! In which battle was this deep wound on your forehead while facing which enemy?”

Kumbhakar thought that now the king and he have become so close that even after knowing the truth, the king will continue to believe him. Thinking this, he told the truth that—“This wound is not a weapon wound. I am a Kumbhakar. One day when I came out of the house staggered after drinking alcohol, I collided with the shards of pots scattered in the house and fell down. A sharp splinter got stuck in the forehead. This mark is his only.

The king was very ashamed to hear this, and trembling with anger said, “You have got such a high position by cheating me. Get out of my kingdom now.” Kumbhakar pleaded a lot, “I will give my life for you in the battlefield, at least see my fighting skills.” But, the king did not listen to one thing. He said that even if you are full of all qualities, you are brave, you are mighty, but you are a Kumbhakar. The clan in which you are born does not belong to the brave. your condition is that of jackal

Just like the one who was not ready to fight with the elephant even after blinking among the cubs of lions.

Similarly, the king said to the potter, “You too, before other princes know the secret of your being a potter, and kill you, you run away from here and join the potters.”

At last the potter left the kingdom.

Jackal is Jackal and Lion is Lion: Story of Panchatantra
Geedad Geedad Hai Aur Sher Sher : Panchtantra

A couple of lion and lioness lived in a forest. The lioness had two cubs. The lion used to kill deer everyday and bring them for the lioness. Both used to fill their stomach together. One day, even after wandering a lot in the forest, the lion did not get any prey till evening. When he was returning home empty handed, he found a baby jackal on the way.

Seeing the child, he felt pity; Taking it safely in his mouth, he came home and placing it in front of the lioness said – “Dear! Today there was no food. This baby jackal was playing on the way. I have brought him alive. If you are hungry, then eat this and fill your stomach. Tomorrow I will bring another victim.

The lioness said – “Dear! How can I fill my stomach by killing whom you didn’t kill considering him a child! I will also raise him as a child. I will understand that this is my third child.”

The baby jackal also became very strong after drinking the milk of the lioness. And started playing with the other two cubs of the lion. The lion and the lioness used to keep all the three equal with love.

After a few days a drunken elephant came to that forest. Seeing him, both the lion cubs rushed towards the elephant, growling at it. The jackal’s child refused both of them to do so and said- “This is our total enemy. One should not go in front of him. It is better to stay away from the enemy.”

Saying this he ran towards the house. The lion cubs also returned back discouraged.

After reaching home, both the lion cubs complained about the escape of the jackal cub from their parents and ridiculed his cowardice. The jackal’s child became very angry at this mockery. With reddened eyes and fluttering lips, he began to narrate to both of them. Then, the lioness called him in private and said- “It is not right to talk so much, he is your younger brother, it is better to avoid his words.”

The jackal’s child got angry even more after the lioness’s persuasion and said – “In what respect am I less in bravery, in learning or in skill than those who make fun of me; I will make them taste it, I will kill them. ”

Hearing this, the lioness laughed and said – “You are brave, learned and beautiful, but elephants are not killed in the clan in which you are born. The time has come that you should be told the truth.” . You are really a jackal’s child. I raised you by giving you my milk. Now before your brothers know this truth, you run away from here and join your own people. Otherwise they will not leave you alive.

Hearing this, trembling with fear, he joined his group of jackals.

Pride’s Head Down: The Story of the Panchatantra
Pride of Sir Neecha: Panchtantra

A carpenter named Ujwalak lived in a village. He was very poor . Tired of poverty, he left the village and went to another village. There was a dense forest on the way. There he saw that a camel was suffering from the pain of childbirth. When the camel gave birth, he came to his home with the camel’s child and the camel. There, tying the camel to a peg outside the house, he went to the forest to cut branches full of leaves for her to eat. The camel ate the tender green shoots. After eating green leaves like this for many days, the camel became healthy and strong. The camel’s child also grew and became young. The carpenter tied a bell around his neck, so that he would not be lost anywhere.

Hearing his voice from a distance, the carpenter used to bring him home. Carpenter’s children were also brought up on camel’s milk. The camel was also used to carry the load.

His business used to run with that camel only. Seeing this, he borrowed some money from a rich man and went to Gurjar country and brought another camel from there. In a few days he had many camels. A caretaker was also hired for him. Carpenter’s business flourished. Rivers of milk started flowing in the house.

Everything else was fine—-but the camel that had the bell tied around its neck was very proud. He considered himself special from others. When all the camels went to the forest to eat leaves, he used to wander alone in the forest leaving everyone else.

By the sound of his bell, the lion used to know where the camel was. Everyone asked him to remove the bell from his neck, but he did not agree.

One day when all the camels were coming back to the village after eating leaves in the forest and drinking water from the pond, then he left them all and went alone for a walk in the forest. The lion also followed him after hearing the sound of the bell. And when he came near, he pounced on him and killed him.

Lesson: Lower the head of pride.

Jackal’s Strategy: Story of Panchatantra
Siyar’s Ran-neeti: Panchtantra

A jackal named Mahachaturak lived in a forest. One day he saw a dead elephant in the forest. His arms blossomed. He gnawed at the dead body of the elephant but due to the thick skin, he failed to tear the elephant apart.

He was thinking of some solution when he saw a lion coming. Stepping forward, he welcomed the lion and said with folded hands,
“Swami, I have killed this elephant for you only, do me a favor by eating the flesh of this elephant.” Singh said, “I do not eat a creature killed by someone’s hands, you eat it.”

The jackal was happy in his heart but the problem of tearing his elephant’s skin was still not solved. In a while a tiger came out on that side. the tiger

Ray licked his lips at the sight of the elephant. Sensing his intention, the jackal said,

“Mama, how did you come in the mouth of this death? Singh has killed it and I have been asked to guard it. Once a tiger killed their prey, since then till today they have started hating the tiger race. Today, he will definitely kill the tiger that eats the elephant.

On hearing this, the tiger ran away from there. But then a cheetah was seen coming. The jackal thought that leopard’s teeth are sharp. I should do something so that it tears the skin of the elephant and does not eat the flesh. He said to the leopard,
“Dear nephew, how did you get here? Some are also seen hungry.

The lion has entrusted me with its care, but you can eat some of its meat. As soon as I see the lion coming, I will inform you, you gallop away.

At first the cheetah refused to eat the meat out of fear, but agreed to be convinced by the jackal. The cheetah tore the elephant’s skin in a jiffy.

As soon as he started eating the meat, the jackal, looking the other way, said nervously,

“Bhago Singh is coming”.

Had to hear so much that the cheetah galloped away. The jackal was very happy. He ate the meat of that huge animal for several days. The little jackal solved his problem with just his intelligence.

Lesson: With the use of intelligence even the most difficult task becomes possible.

Dog’s Enemy Dog: Story of Panchatantra
Kutte Ka Vairi Kutta : Panchtantra

A dog named Chitrang lived in a village. There was a famine. Many dogs died due to lack of food. Many dogs died due to lack of food. Chitrang also took the path of another village to avoid famine. After reaching there, he secretly went to a house and ate a lot of food. The person in whose house the food was eaten did not say anything, but when he came out of the house, all the dogs around surrounded him. There was a fierce fight. There were many wounds on Chitrang’s body. Chitrang thought- ‘It is better to have our own village than this, where there is only famine, the enemies of life are not dogs.’

Thinking this he came back. On coming to his village, all the dogs asked him – “Chitrang! Heard about another village. How is that village? How are the people there? How are the food and drink there?”

Chitrang replied- “Friends, the food and drink in that village is very good, and the house-wives are also soft-natured; but there is only one fault in the other village, the dogs of their own caste are very ferocious.”

Woman’s Faith: The Story of the Panchatantra
Stree Ka Vishwas: Panchtantra

At one place a Brahmin and his wife lived with great love. But the Brahmin’s behavior was not better than the Brahmin’s relatives. There was discord in the family. In order to get rid of the daily quarrels, the Brahmin decided to leave the company of his parents, brothers and sisters and go to a far away country with his wife and live alone.

The journey was long. On reaching the forest, the Brahmin felt very thirsty. Brahmin went to get water. The water was far away, it took time. When he came back with water, he found the Brahmin dead. The Brahmin became very distraught and started praying to God. At the same time there was a voice that — “Brahmin! If you accept to give half of your life to it, then Brahmin will come alive.” The Brahmin accepted this. The Brahmin became alive again. Both started the journey.

There was a city far away from there. After reaching the Bara of the city, the Brahmin said – “Dear! You stay here, I will bring food now.” After the departure of the Brahmin, the Brahmin was left alone. At the same time a lame, but handsome young man was driving a chariot at Bara’s well. Brahmin smiled at him and said. He also smiled and said. Both started loving each other. Both took a vow to be together for the rest of their lives.

When the Brahmin returned from the city with food, the Brahmin said–“This lame person is also hungry, give him also from your share.” When the Brahmin started leaving from there, the Brahmin requested the Brahmin to take this lame person along with him. Living with it, there will be someone to talk to.”
Brahmin said – “We are finding it difficult to carry our own load, how will we carry the load of this lame?”
Brahmin said – “We will keep it in the box.”
The Brahmin had to obey his wife.
After going some distance, the Brahmin and the lame together fraudulently pushed the Brahmin into the well. Thinking him dead, they both went ahead.

There was a post on the border of the city to collect the state tax. The royal men forcibly opened the Brahmin’s plate by snatching it from her hand, then the lame was hidden in it. This matter reached the royal court. On the question of the king, the Brahmin said – “This is my husband. We have left the country after being troubled by our relatives.” The king allowed him to settle in his country.

After a few days, after being pulled out of the well by a sage, the Brahmin also reached the same state. When the Brahmin saw him there, she told the king that this is my husband’s old enemy, he should be removed from here, or he should be killed. The king ordered to kill him.

After listening to the order, the Brahmin said – “Dev! This woman has taken something from me. That should be given to me.” The king said to the Brahmin – “Devi! Whatever you have taken from him, give it all.” Brahmin said – “I have not taken anything.” The Brahmin reminded that – “You have taken half of my life. All the deities

There are witnesses to this.” The Brahmin promised to return that part out of fear of the gods. But she died as soon as she gave her promise.

The Woman-Devotee King: The Story of the Panchatantra
Stree-Bhakt Raja: Panchtantra

Atulbal mighty king Nand used to rule in a kingdom. His bravery was famous in all the four directions. All the kings around used to worship him. His kingdom extended up to the sea coast. His minister Vararuchi was also a great scholar and well versed in all the scriptures. His wife’s nature was very sharp. One day she became so upset in love-discord that even after persuading in many ways, she did not agree. Then, Vararuchi asked her – “Dear! I am ready to do everything for your happiness. Whatever you order, I will do.” The wife said – “It’s a good thing. I order you to shave your head and fall at my feet and convince me, then I will obey.” Vararuchi did the same. Then she became happy.

The same day Raja Nand’s wife also got angry. Nand also said- “Dear! Your unhappiness is my death. I am ready to do everything for your happiness. You order, I will follow it.” Nandpatni said – “I want to ride on you by putting reins in your mouth, and you run neighing like a horse. I will be happy only when this wish of mine is fulfilled.” The king also fulfilled his wish.

When Varruchi came to the royal court the next morning, the king asked – “Minister! In what auspicious time have you shaved your head?”

Varruchi replied – “Rajan! I have shaved my head in that virtuous period, in which men run giggling with bridles in their mouths.”

The king was very ashamed to hear this.

Always act wisely: the story of Panchatantra
Hamesha Soch Samajh Kar Kaam Karo: Panchtantra

A wealthy moneylender named Manibhadra lived in Pataliputra, a famous city in South Pradesh. Due to being involved in public service and religious works, there was some decrease in his wealth accumulation, his respect in the society decreased. This made Manibhadra very sad. Started worrying day and night. This worry was not without reason. The qualities of a poor person are also not respected in the society.

Even the superiority of his modesty and total nature gets buried in poverty. All the qualities of intelligence, knowledge and talent wither in the frost of poverty. Just as the flowers of Maulsari fall in the storm of autumn, in the same way his mind becomes dull in worrying about the nourishment of the family. The constant worry about ghee-oil-nakka-rice of the house eats up the talent of even a brilliantly talented person. A moneyless house takes the form of a cremation ground. The beauty of Priyadarshana’s wife also seems dry and lifeless. Like bubbles rising in a reservoir, their dignity is destroyed in the society.

Manibhadra’s heart trembled at these dreadful fantasies of poverty. He thought, death is better than this humiliating life. He was immersed in these thoughts that he fell asleep. He saw a dream in his sleep. In the dream, Padmanidhi appeared to him in the dress of a monk, and said, “Give up quietness. Your forefathers respected me a lot. That’s why I have come to your house. Tomorrow morning again I will come to you in this dress. At that time you will see me.” Kill me with a stick. Then I will become golden after dying. That gold will end your poverty forever.

On waking up in the morning, Manibhadra kept thinking about the significance of this dream. Bizarre doubts started arising in his mind. Not knowing whether this dream was true or false, whether it was possible or impossible, his mind was wavering in these thoughts. Because of worrying about money all the time, perhaps he had dreams of wealth accumulation. He remembered what he had heard from someone that the dreams of a diseased, sorrowful, anxious and lustful person are futile. To be optimistic about their significance is to deceive oneself.

Manibhadra was thinking that suddenly a monk similar to the monk he had seen in his dream came there. Seeing her, Manibhadra’s face lit up, he remembered the dream. He picked up the stick lying nearby and hit the monk on the head. The monk died at that very moment. As soon as he fell on the ground, his whole body turned golden. Manibhadra hid his golden dead body.

But, at the same time a barber had come there. He had seen it all . Manibhadra urged him to keep this incident a secret by luring him with sufficient money-clothes etc. The barber did not tell that thing to anyone else, but decided to use this simple way of earning money himself. He thought that if one monk could turn golden after being hit with a stick, why couldn’t another. He made up his mind that he would also become Srisampan like Manibhadra in a single day by making many monks golden tomorrow morning. With this hope, he kept waiting for morning all night, did not sleep even for a moment.

Waking up in the morning, he went out in search of the monks. Nearby there was a temple of monks. After doing three parikramas of the temple and seeking a boon from Lord Buddha for the fulfillment of his wish, he went to the head monk of the temple, touched his feet and after due obeisance made a humble request that- “All you can do for today’s alms. Come to my door with the monks.”

The head monk said to the barber – “You are probably not familiar with our rules of alms. We are not like those brahmins who go to the houses of householders after being invited for food. go home to

They eat only as much food as is sufficient to sustain life. So, don’t invite us. Go to your home, we will suddenly appear at your door any day.”

The barber was somewhat disappointed by the words of the head monk, but he used a new trick. He said – “I am familiar with your rules, but I am not calling you for alms. My aim is to give you the material for book-writing. This great work will not be accomplished without your coming.” The head monk agreed to the barber. The barber quickly made his way home. Going there, he prepared sticks, and kept them near the door. After the preparations were over, he again went to the monks and led them to his house. The monks also started following him out of greed for money and clothes. Trishna resides in the mind of monks too. Even after giving up all the temptations of the world, the craving does not disappear completely. Their body parts become dilapidated, hair becomes dry, teeth fall out, eyes and ears become old, only the desire of the mind remains young till the last breath.

His thirst only cheated him. The barber took him inside the house and started beating him with sticks. Some of them collapsed on the spot, and some were beheaded. Hearing their uproar, people gathered. The gatekeepers of the city also reached there. Coming there, he saw that the dead bodies of many monks were lying there, and many monks were running hither and thither to save their lives.

When the barber was asked the reason for this bloodshed, he told that the injured monk had turned golden in Manibhadra’s house and said that he too wanted to accumulate gold soon. After hearing this from the mouth of the barber, the state officials called Manibhadra and asked- “Have you killed any monk?”

Manibhadra narrated the story of his dream from beginning to end. The religious authorities of the state ordered the death penalty for that barber. And said—such ‘unverified’ – this punishment was appropriate for the one who acted without thinking. It is proper for a man that he should not do any work without seeing, knowing, listening and doing proper examination. Otherwise he would have the same result as happened to the barber in this story.

Lesson: Do not do any work without seeing, knowing, listening and doing proper examination.

The Brahmani and the Mongoose: The Story of the Panchatantra
Brahmani Aur Nevla: Panchtantra

Once a son was born in the house of a Brahmin named Devsharma, on the same day Nakuli, who lived in his house, also gave birth to a mongoose. Dev Sharma’s wife was a woman of very kind nature. He nurtured and raised that little mongoose too like his own son. That mongoose always played with his son. There was great love between both of them. Dev Sharma’s wife was also happy to see the love of both. But, there was always a doubt in his mind that this mongoose might never bite his son. Animals do not have intelligence, they can do any harm due to stupidity.

One day this apprehension of his had a bad result. That day, Dev Sharma’s wife had put her son to sleep under the shade of a tree and herself went to draw water from the nearby reservoir. While leaving, she told her husband Dev Sharma to stay there and take care of the son, lest he be bitten by a mongoose. After the wife left, Devsharma thought, ‘The mongoose and the child are very friendly, the mongoose will not harm the child.’ Thinking of this, leaving his sleeping child and mongoose under the shade of the tree, he himself went somewhere out of greed for alms.

Miraculously at the same time a black cobra came out of a nearby burrow. The mongoose saw him. He was afraid that it might bite his friend, so he broke down on the black snake, and even though he himself was very mutilated, he cut the snake into pieces.

After killing the snake, he started walking in the same direction where Dev Sharma’s wife had gone to draw water. He thought she would appreciate his bravery, but the opposite happened.

Seeing his blood-soaked body, the mind of the Brahmin wife was filled with the same old apprehensions that she might have killed her son. As soon as this thought came, he angrily threw the pot raised on his head on the mongoose. The small mongoose died on the spot after being hit by a heavy pot of water. The Brahmin-wife ran away from there and reached under the tree. On reaching there, he saw that his son was sleeping very peacefully, and at some distance from him, the dismembered body of a black snake was lying. Then he came to know about the bravery of the mongoose. His chest started bursting due to remorse.

Meanwhile, Brahmin Dev Sharma also came there. When he came there and saw his wife mourning, his mind also became suspicious. But seeing the son sleeping soundly, his mind became calm. The wife told her husband Dev Sharma the news of the mongoose’s death crying and said- “I asked you to stay here and take care of the child. You didn’t listen to me out of greed for alms. This resulted in this.” .

Lesson: Whatever you do without thinking, you will regret later.

When the Lion Rises / The Foolish Scientist: The Story of the Panchatantra
Jab Sher Ji Utha: Panchtantra

Four friends lived in a city. Three of them were great scientists, but without intelligence; The fourth was not a scientist, but was intelligent. All four thought that the benefit of education can be done only if they go abroad and collect money. With this thought, he went on a foreign trip.

Going some distance away, the eldest of them said – “Among us four scholars, one is devoid of knowledge, he is only intelligent.

Is . Knowledge is necessary to earn money and to get the happiness of the rich. We can impress them only by the miracle of Vidya. That’s why we will not give any part of our wealth to this ignorant person. He can go back home if he wants.”

Others supported this. But, the third said- “This is not fair. Since childhood, we have been partners in each other’s happiness and sorrow. Whatever money we earn, it will be a part of it. The calculation of one’s own and another’s is the work of the small hearted. For generous people, the whole world is their family. We should show generosity.

After listening to him, all four started moving forward. After going a little distance, he found a dead body of a lion in the forest. His limbs were scattered. The three learned youths said, “Come, let us test our science education. With the influence of science, we can infuse new life into this dead body.” Saying this, all three started collecting his bones and joining the scattered organs. One did bone accumulation, the other combined skin, flesh, blood, the third started the process of communication of life. Meanwhile, devoid of science-education, but intelligent friend warned him – “Just wait. You people are making the lion alive with the effect of your knowledge. He will kill and eat you as soon as he comes alive.”

Scientist friends ignored his words. Then he said intelligently – “If you want to show the miracle of your knowledge, then show it. But wait a moment, I will climb the tree.” Saying this he climbed the tree.

Meanwhile, the three scientists made the lion alive. The lion attacked all three as soon as it came alive. All three were killed.

Therefore, being proficient in the scriptures is not enough. There should also be intelligence to understand public behavior and work according to ethos. Otherwise, ethos-less scholars also become objects of ridicule like foolish pundits.

The Four Foolish Scholars: The Story of the Panchatantra
Char Moorakh Pandit: Panchtantra

Four Brahmins used to live at one place. All four went to Kanyakubj for study. After studying education continuously for 12 years, he became a well-versed scholar of all the scriptures, but all four were empty in terms of practicality. After school, all four returned to their home country. After walking for some time, the path used to split in two. Undecided about ‘which way to go,’ they sat there. At the same time, the bier of a dead Vaishya child came out from there.

There were many moneylenders along with Arthi. One of them by the name of ‘Mahajan’ remembered something. When he turned the pages of the book, it was written – “Mahajano yen gatah sa panthaah”.

That is, the path by which the Mahajan goes, that is the path. The four pundits, who accepted what was written in the book as Brahma-Vakya, followed the Mahajans towards the cremation ground.

He saw a donkey standing at a crematorium a short distance away. As soon as he saw the donkey, he remembered the saying of the scripture “Rajdwara Shamshane Cha Yastishti Sa Bandhavah” – That is, the one who stands at the Rajdwara and the crematorium is a brother. What was it then, all four made the donkey standing in that crematorium their brother. Some hugged his neck, while some started washing his feet.

Meanwhile a camel passed by. Seeing him, everyone wondered who he was. While living in the four walls of the school for 12 years, he had no knowledge of anything in the world except books. Seeing the camel running with great speed, one of them remembered the sentence written in the book – “Dharmasya quickna gatih” – that is, there is great speed in the movement of religion. He was convinced that this thing which is going fast is definitely religion. At the same time, one of them remembered – “ishtam dharmane yojayet”-that is, make religion coincide with love. In his understanding, donkey and camel or religion was the favored bond; He accepted the combination of both as scripture. Just by pulling, they tied the donkey around the camel’s neck. That donkey belonged to a washerman. When he came to know, he came running. Seeing him coming towards them, all the four learned pundits ran away from there.

There was a river at a distance. A palash leaf was coming floating in the river. On seeing this, one of them remembered – “Aagamishyati yatpatram tadasmanstarayishyati” which means the leaf that comes floating will save us. With the desire of salvation, that foolish scholar lay down on the leaf. When the leaf got drowned in the water, it also started drowning.

Only his education was left out of water. In the same way, when he reached the other foolish pundit, he remembered another scripture – “Sarvnashe Samutpanne Ardhant Tyajati Panditah” – That is, seeing the destruction of the whole, save half and sacrifice the other half. As soon as he remembered this, he caught hold of the crest and cut the neck of the drifting man to save half of it. Only part of the head came in his hand. The body got swept away in the water.

Now three of those four are left. On reaching the village, all three were accommodated in different houses. There, when they were given food, one left the semis saying – “Dirghasutri Vinashyati” – means the thing with long fibers is destroyed. When rotis were given to others, he remembered – “अतिविस्तारविष्टर्णं तदभवेन् चिरयुषम्” i.e. too much spread reduces the age. The third one was given a pot with holes in it and he remembered – ‘Chhidreshvanartha bahuli bhavanti’ – that means there are many disasters in an object with holes. The result was that all three were thirsty and all three remained hungry.

(Lesson: Without tact, even a pundit remains a fool.

are The behavioral intelligence is also the same. One who has hundreds of intelligences is always wavering.)

Two Fishes and a Frog (Ekabuddhi): The Story of the Panchatantra
Do Machhliyan and Ek Mendhak: Panchtantra

Two fish lived in a pond. One was Shatabuddhi (one with a hundred intellects), the other was Sahastrabuddhi (one with a thousand intellects). A frog also lived in the same pond. His name was Ekabuddhi. He had only one intelligence. That’s why he was not proud of his intelligence. Shatbuddhi and Sahastrabuddhi were very proud of their cleverness.

One day in the evening, all three were talking on the banks of the pond. At the same time he saw that some fishermen came there with nets in their hands. Many fishes were suffering after getting trapped in their net. After coming to the bank of the pond, the fishermen started talking among themselves. One said – “There are a lot of fish in this pond, the water is also less. Tomorrow we will come here and catch fish.”

Everyone supported his point. The fishermen left after deciding to come there tomorrow morning. After he left, all the fishes held a gathering. Everyone was worried what to do. Ridiculing everyone’s worries, Sahastrabuddhi said- “Don’t be afraid, if the wishes of all the wicked in the world begin to be fulfilled, then it becomes difficult for anyone to live in the world. The intentions of snakes and the wicked are never fulfilled; It is the work of men to be afraid of someone’s words. First of all, they will not come here, even if they come, I will protect everyone with the influence of my intelligence.

Shatbuddhi also supported him and said – “Everything is possible in the world for the wise. Where there is no movement of air and light, the wisdom of the wise reaches there. We will not leave the land of our ancestors just because of someone’s words.” One can. The happiness that one has in one’s native land is not even in heaven. God has given us intelligence, not to run away from fear, but to face it wisely.”

The fishes of the pond believed in the assurance of Shatbuddhi and Sahastrabuddhi, but the single-minded frog said- “Friends! I have only one intelligence; it advises me to run away from here. That’s why I will leave before morning. I will leave this reservoir and go to another reservoir with my wife.” Having said this, the frog took the frog and left the pond.

The next day the same fishermen came there as per their promise. They spread a net in the pond. All the fish in the pond got trapped in the net. Shatbuddhi and Sahastrabuddhi changed many maneuvers to save themselves, but the fishermen were also not clumsy. They selectively tied all the fish in the net. Everyone died in agony.

In the evening, the fishermen lifted the nets full of fish on their shoulders. Shatabuddhi and Sahastrabuddhi were very heavy fishes, that’s why he had hanged these two on his shoulder and on his hands. Seeing their plight, the frog said to the frog-

“Look dear! How far-sighted I am. At a time when a hundred-wisdom is hanging on the shoulders and a thousand-wisdom is hanging in the hands, at that time I am having fun in the pure waters of this small reservoir. That’s why I say that knowledge is the source of wisdom. The place is high, and even in intelligence it is more practical to have a single mind than to have a thousand minds.

(Lesson: Wisdom has a higher place than knowledge, and even in wisdom it is more practical to have a single mind than to have a thousand minds.)
After narrating the story, Chakradhar said, “Not all tasks are accomplished by mere intellect.”

The Musical Donkey: The Story of the Panchatantra
Sangeetmay Gadha: Panchtantra

There was a washerman’s donkey. The name of the donkey was Uddhat. He would be engaged in carrying bundles of clothes from here to there throughout the day. The washerman himself was stingy and cruel. Did not manage fodder for his donkey. Just leave it open to graze at night. There was no pasture nearby either. The donkey had become very weak from the body.

One night that donkey met a jackal. The jackal asked him, ‘Say sir, why are you so weak?’

The donkey told in a sad voice how he had to work all day long. Nothing is given to eat. One has to hit here and there in the dark at night.

The jackal said, ‘Then understand that your days of starvation are over. There is a big vegetable garden nearby. Different types of vegetables are grown there. Cucumbers, cucumbers, zucchini, carrots, radishes, turnips and brinjals are in spring. I have made a secret way to enter inside by breaking the garden. I just sneak inside every night from there and eat and maintain my health. You also come with me.’ The drooling donkey joined the jackal.

Entering the garden, the donkey ate a full meal for the first time after months. Both stayed in the garden for the whole night and before dawn the jackal went to the forest and the donkey came to his washerman.

After that they would meet at a place every night. Entering the garden and eating to your heart’s content. Slowly the donkey’s body started filling up. His hair started shining and there was fun in his gait. He completely forgot on the day of starvation. After eating a lot one night, the donkey’s health became very green. He started dancing and raised his mouth and started flapping his ears. Worried, the jackal asked, ‘Friend, what are you doing? Are you well?’

The donkey closed his eyes and said in a melodious voice, ‘My heart is doing the song. One should sing after having a good meal. I am thinking of singing Dhainchu raga.

The jackal immediately warned, ‘No-no, don’t do this donkey brother. Don’t go around singing. Don’t forget that we are both stealing here. Don’t invite trouble.’

The donkey looked at the jackal with a crooked eye and said, ‘Brother jackal, you

Let the wild be wild. What do you know about music?’

Jackal folded hands ‘I don’t know anything about music. I only know how to save my life. You leave your stubbornness of chanting, it is good for both of us.’

Taking a bad view of the jackal, the donkey waved his dulatti in the air and started complaining, ‘You have insulted me by calling my raga disharmonious. We donkeys bray in pure classical rhythm. He cannot be understood by fools.

Jackal said, ‘ Donkey brother, I am a foolish wild right, but as a friend, follow my advice. Don’t open your mouth The watchmen of the garden will wake up.

The donkey laughed ‘You silly jackal! Not to mention the watchman of the garden, the owner of the garden will also bring a garland of flowers and put it around my neck.’

The jackal acted cleverly and said with folded hands, ‘Donkey brother, I have realized my mistake. you are a great singer I want to bring a garland of flowers to put around your neck, even the foolish jackal. You start singing ten minutes after I leave so that I can return with flower garlands till the singing is over.’

The donkey proudly nodded in agreement. From there the jackal ran straight towards the forest. The donkey started braying happily after some time of his departure. As soon as he heard the sound of his crawling, the watchmen of the garden woke up and ran with sticks in the same direction from where the sound of crawling was coming. As soon as he reached there, seeing the donkey, the watchman said, “This is the wicked donkey who was grazing in our garden.”

All the watchmen just fell on the donkey with sticks. In no time, the donkey fell down half-dead after being beaten.

(Lesson: Not heeding the good advice of your well-wishers and well-wishers has bad consequences.)

The Two Headed Weaver: The Story of the Panchatantra
Do Sir Wala Julaha: Panchtantra

Once all the tools of a weaver named Manthrak, which were used to weave cloth, broke down. Wood was needed to rebuild the tools. Taking an ax to cut wood, he went towards the forest situated on the beach. Reaching the seashore, he saw a tree and thought that all his tools would be made from its wood. Thinking that he was about to strike the ax in the trunk of the tree that a deity sitting on the branch of the tree said to him – “I live happily on this tree, and enjoy the cool breeze of the sea. It is not right to cut. The one who snatches the happiness of others is never happy.

The weaver said – “I am also helpless. Without wood, my tools will not be made, clothes will not be woven, due to which my relatives will die of hunger. That’s why it is better that you take shelter of some other tree, I will cut the branches of this tree.” I am forced to.”

Dev said – “Mantrak! I am pleased with your answer. You ask for any boon, I will fulfill it, just don’t cut this tree.”

Mantrak said – “If this is the case, then give me a break for some time. I will now go home after consulting my wife and friend and ask for a groom from you.”

Dev said – “I will wait for you.”

After reaching the village, Manthrak met a barber friend. He asked him – “Friend! A god is giving me a boon, I have come to ask you which boon to ask for.”

The barber said – “If it is like this, then ask for the kingdom. I will become your minister, we will live happily.”

Then, Manthrak told the barber to decide the boon after consulting his wife. The barber told that it is against the policy to have such advice with women. He suggested that “women are often selfish. Apart from their happiness, they cannot understand anything. When she loves her son too, she does so only with the wishes of happiness through him in the future.”

Manthrak still expressed the idea of not doing anything without consulting his wife. After reaching home, he said to his wife – “Today I have found a god. He is ready to give a boon. The barber’s advice is to ask for the kingdom. You tell me what to ask for.”

The wife replied – “The work of state-governance is very painful. The king does not get rest only because of treaties and idols etc. The crown is often a crown of thorns. What is the meaning of such a state which does not give happiness.”

Manthrak said – “Dear! Your words are true, King Ram and King Nal also did not get any happiness after getting the kingdom. How can we get it too? But the question is, if the kingdom is not asked for, then what did you ask for? Go.”

Mantrak’s wife replied – “The amount of cloth you can weave with two hands alone, our expenses are also met. If you have four hands instead of two and two heads instead of one, how much better. Then our We will have twice as many clothes as compared to today. This will increase our respect in the society.

Manthrak was impressed by the words of his wife. Going to the beach, he said to the god – “If you want to give a boon, then give me this boon that I may have four hands and two heads.”

With the saying of Manthrak, his wish was fulfilled. He got two heads and four hands. But when he came to the village in this changed condition, people mistook him for a demon, and everyone attacked him by calling him a demon. People hit him with stones so much that he died there.

(Lesson: Follow the teachings of a friend.)

The Brahmin’s Dream: The Story of the Panchatantra
Dream of Brahman: Panchtantra

A stingy Brahmin lived in a city. He had eaten a little of the Sattu obtained from alms and filled a pitcher with the rest. He tied that pitcher with a rope and hung it on a peg and put a cot nearby and started having strange dreams while lying on it, and the air horses of imagination raced.

Started coming

He thought that when there would be a famine in the country, the value of these sattu would be Rs.100. With those hundred rupees, I will buy two goats. In six months, many goats will be made from those two goats. Will sell them and buy a cow. After cows, I will take buffaloes and then I will take horses.

By selling the horses at high prices, I will have a lot of gold. I will build a big house by selling gold. Seeing my wealth, any Brahmin would marry his first born daughter to me. She will become my wife. I will name the son born to him as Somsharma.

When he learns to crawl, I will sit on the back wall of the stable with a book and watch his childish activities. After that, if Somasharma sees me, will get down from his mother’s lap and come towards me, then I will angrily tell his mother – “Take care of your child.”

She will be engrossed in household chores, so she will not be able to listen to my words. Then I will get up and kick him. As soon as he thought this, his leg raised up to stumble. That stumbling block hit a pot full of sattu. The pitcher shattered. The dreams of the miserly Brahmin also got shattered along with it.

(Lesson: Don’t be a sheikh)

Revenge of the Monkey King: The Story of the Panchatantra
Badla of Vanarraj: Panchtantra

The sons of King Chandra of a city were addicted to playing with monkeys. The leader of the monkeys was also very clever. He used to teach ethics to all the monkeys. All the monkeys obeyed his orders. The princes also had a lot of respect for the leader of those monkeys, Vanaraja.

In the palace of the same city, there were also many rams for the vehicle of the younger prince. One of those rams was very greedy. Whenever he wanted, he used to enter the kitchen and eat everything. The cooks used to drive him out by hitting him with a stick.

When the monkey king saw this discord, he got worried. He thought, ‘This discord will one day be the reason for the destruction of the entire monkey society, because the day a servant kills this ram with burning wood, the same day this ram will enter the stable and set it on fire. This will burn many horses. To heal the wounds of jealousy, there will be a demand for the fat of monkeys. Then, we will all be killed.’

After thinking so far, he advised the monkeys to leave the palace from now on. But at that time the monkeys did not listen to him. He used to get sweet fruits in the palace. How can they go leaving them! He told the monkey king that “due to old age, your intelligence has become dull. We will not go to the forest leaving the love behavior of the prince’s son and the sweet fruits like nectar.”

The monkey king said with tears in his eyes – “You fool! You do not know the result of this greed. This happiness will cost you dearly.” Having said this, the monkey king himself left the palace and went to the forest.

After he left, one day the same thing happened, from which the king of monkeys had warned the monkeys. When a greedy ram went to the kitchen, the servant threw burning wood at him. The ram’s hair started burning. He ran away from there and entered the stable. The horse shed was also burnt by its sparks. Some horses got burnt and died there. Some broke the rope and ran away from the school.

Then, the king called Vaidyas skilled in veterinary medicine and asked them to treat the horses burnt by the fire. Doctors, after seeing Ayurveda, advised that an ointment made of monkey fat should be applied on the burnt wounds. The king ordered to kill all the monkeys to make ointment. The soldiers caught all the monkeys and killed them with sticks and stones.

When the king of monkeys got the news of the decay of his dynasty, he was very sad. The fire of taking revenge on the king flared up in his mind. Day and night he started dissolving in this worry. At last he found a forest-like pond on the banks of which were the footprints of humans. It was known from those signs that all the people who went to this pond died; No one came back. He understood that there must be a man-eating crocodile here. To find out, he made a plan. Taking a lotus cord, he put one end of it in the pond and putting the other end in his mouth, started drinking water.

In a short while, a crocodile wearing a necklace emerged from the pond in front of him. He said- “No one went back after coming to drink water in this pond, you have shown your unique intelligence by making a solution to drink water through the lotus canal. I am pleased with your talent. I will give you whatever you ask for. Ask for a boon.”

The king of monkeys asked – -” King of crocodiles! How much is your eating power?”

Magarraj – “In water I can eat hundreds, thousands of animals or humans; not even a jackal on land.”

Monkey king – “I have enmity with a king. If you give me this necklace, I can bring his whole family to the pond and cook your food.”

Magarraj gave the necklace. The monkey king went to the king’s palace wearing a necklace. The whole palace lit up with the sparkle of that necklace. When the king saw that necklace, he asked – “Monkey King! Where did you get this necklace?”

Monkey king – “Rajan! There is a pond in the forest far away from here. The one who dives there on Sunday morning will find that necklace.”

The king expressed his wish that he too, along with his entire family and courtiers, would go and bathe in that pond, from which everyone would get one bracelet each.

On a certain day, all the people including the king reached the pond along with the monkey king. Don’t let anyone think that this is never possible. Thirst makes everyone blind. The one with hundreds wants thousands; The one with thousands yearns for millions; Lakshapati is engaged in the tune of becoming a millionaire. the human body is decrepit

goes, but Trishna remains young forever. The king’s thirst also brought him to the face of his time.

In the morning everyone got ready to enter the reservoir. The king of monkeys said to the king – “You stay for a while, first let more people take the bracelets. You will enter the reservoir with me. We will enter a place where maximum bracelets will be found.”

All the people who went into the reservoir drowned; No one came up. Seeing their delay, the king looked at the monkey king worriedly. The king of monkeys immediately climbed on the high branch of the tree and said – “Maharaj! All your relatives and friends have been eaten by the demon sitting in the reservoir. You destroyed my family; I destroyed your family. I wanted to take revenge. Took it. Go, go back to the palace.”

The king was going mad with anger, but now there was no solution. Vanaraja followed the general policy. It is a practical policy to answer violence with retribution and wickedness with wickedness.

After the return of the king, the crocodile came out of the pond. He greatly admired the intelligence of the monkey king.

(Lesson: Greed clouds the intellect.)

Fear of the Demon: The Story of the Panchatantra
Rakshas Ka Bhai: Panchtantra

A king named Bhadrasen lived in a city. His daughter Ratnavati was very beautiful. He was always afraid that some demon might abduct him. There was a guard all around her palace, yet she was always trembling with fear. His fear increased even more during the night.

One night, a demon entered Ratnavati’s house, avoiding the eyes of the guards. When he was hiding in a dark corner of the house, he heard Ratnavati saying to one of her friends, “This evil fiend haunts me all the time, do some remedy for it.”

Hearing this from the princess, the demon thought that there must be another demon named Vikal, whom the princess was so afraid of. Somehow need to know what it is like? How strong is it? Thinking of this, he assumed the form of a horse and hid in the stable.

After some time that night, a thief came to that palace. He had come there only to steal horses. He took care of the horses after going to the stables and seeing the horse-like demon as the most beautiful horse, he climbed on its back. The demon in the form of a horse realized that this person was definitely a terrible demon and having recognized me, he climbed on my back only to kill me. But now there was no choice. The bridle was already in his mouth. The thief had a whip in his hand. He ran away as soon as he was lashed.

After going some distance, the thief pulled the reins to make him stop, but the horse kept running. Instead of decreasing its velocity, it kept increasing. Then, the thief had a doubt, it is not a horse but a demon in the form of a horse, who wants to kill me. It will knock me over some rough terrain. My bones and ribs will be broken.

While thinking this, a branch of banyan tree came in front of me. The horse passed under him. Seeing the way to escape from the horse, the thief caught hold of the branch with both hands. The horse passed under, the thief survived by hanging from the branch of the tree.

A monkey, a friend of the horse-like demon, lived on the same tree. Running away in fear, he called the demon in the form of a horse and said-

“Friend! Why are you afraid? This is not a monster, but an ordinary human being. If you want, eat and digest it in a moment.”

The thief was very angry with the monkey. The monkey was sitting on a high branch far away from him. But its long tail was hanging in front of the thief’s face. The thief started chewing his tail in his teeth in anger. The monkey was pained a lot, but in order to underestimate the power of the thief in front of his friend, the demon, he kept sitting there. Still, the shadow of suffering was clearly visible on his face.

Seeing him, the demon said – “Friend! No matter what you say, but your face is saying that you have come in the claws of a wicked demon.”

Saying this he ran away.

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