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TWELVE SHORT STORIES

Urdu:

Maqsood Hasni

Translated By:

Sh. Najam

Free Abuzar Barqi Kutab’khana

June 2o17

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1-AN INCOMLETE MAN

2-MAN AND HYPOCRISY

3-ONE DIES BUT SURVIVES

4-WISH

5-HIT BELOW THE BELT

6-THE SWAY OF TERROR

7-GOD IS OMNIPOTENT

8-GOD AND SUBMISSIVENESS

9-THE TRAGEDY OF AN EDUCATED

WIFE

10-THE NECESSITY OF PELF

11-POVERTY AND DAUGHTER

12-NO PAIN NO GAIN

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AN INCOMLETE MAN

It is quite strange that people consider

me a biped and I have also the right of

vote. I am cordially invited to the

ceremonies of weddings. Man has proved

very callous regarding subsistence and

happily allots me my due share. Like

other human beings, I have to cover my

body. People have also blesses me with

the facility of traveling and have not

imposed any restriction in the case of

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buying something. Likewise, government

provides me the complete preservation of

my life and, if I commit any crime, I am

punished for it. There is no land which is

prohibited for me. So, man has not

called me a beast and it is enough to

prove that I belong to the race of human

beings. Despite accepting all these facts,

it is quite strange that men do not

consider me man and women are not ready

to accept me a member of their sex. If

these sexes, man and woman, give me the

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title of middle sex. It is bearable to some

extent. But the fact is that a large

majority of men and women regard me as

a separate creature. Muslims deem the

non-Muslim a different race and, in the

same way, no Muslim have the same

feelings for Muslims and, due to it, there

take place many clashes between these two

communities. They shed blood of each

other very heartlessly but, despite all

these ideological and emotional

divergence, they consider each other

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human. Enmities and affections proper

among them and emulate one another.

The theory of give and take also

continues. When they are entangled in

troubles and there is no way to escape,

they do not hesitate to violate religious

values and this is their birth right. Man

woman are come of different sees so they

are respectable and they care for each

other’s rights. They live together and, in

fact, are inseparable from each other

and, without the entity of one; the other is

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incomplete and half battered. In the case

of disparity, they try to settle their

conflicts by mutual concurrence. Owing to

this mutual link, sincerity and loyalty, it

seems that man is a combination of man

and woman. Despite being a human, I

am not linked up with man and woman

socially, as they are connected with each

other. In fact, I am considered a toy or

the ape of a juggler. These two sexes

regard themselves to be crown creatures

and everything is I inferior and cheeps

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expect them. Although everyone deems the

other person inferior on individual level

and considered him to be the bone of

contention and, on the contrary, the wench

has too the feelings of superiority and has

basic importance in this cosmos. It is

quite strange that people consider me a

biped and I have also the right of vote. I

am cordially invited to the ceremonies of

weddings. Man has proved very callous

regarding subsistence and happily allots

me my due share. Like other human

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beings, I have to cover my body. People

have also blesses me with the facility of

traveling and have not imposed any

restriction in the case of buying

something. Likewise, government

provides me the complete preservation of

my life and, if I commit any crime, I am

punished for it. There is no land which is

prohibited for me. So, man has not

called me a beast and it is enough to

prove that I belong to the race of human

beings. Despite accepting all these facts,

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it is quite strange that men do not

consider me man and women are not ready

to accept me a member of their sex. If

these sexes, man and woman, give me the

title of middle sex. It is bearable to some

extent. But the fact is that a large

majority of men and women regard me as

a separate creature. Muslims deem the

non-Muslim a different race and, in the

same way, non- Muslim have the same

feelings for Muslims and, due to it, there

take place many clashes between these two

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communities. They shed blood of each

other very heartlessly but, despite all

these ideological and emotional

divergence, they consider each other

human. Enmities and affections proper

among them and emulate one another.

The theory of give and take also

continues. When they are entangled in

troubles and there is no way to escape,

they do not hesitate to violate religious

values and this is their birth right. Man

woman are come of different sees so they

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are respectable and they care for each

other’s rights. They live together and, in

fact, are inseparable from each other

and, without the entity of one, the other is

incomplete and half battered. In the case

of disparity, they try to settle their

conflicts by mutual concurrence. Owing to

this mutual link, sincerity and loyalty, it

seems that man is a combination of man

and woman. Despite being a human, I

am not linked up with man and woman

socially, as they are connected with each

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other. In fact, I am considered a toy or

the ape of a juggler. These two sexes

regard themselves to be crown creatures

and everything is I fervor and cheap

expect them. Although everyone deems the

other person inferior on individual level

and considered him to be the bone of

contention and, on the contrary, the wench

has too the feelings of superiority and has

basic importance in this cosmos.

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MAN AND HYPOCRISY

I am quite agreed that there is a hell of

difference between hearing and seeing

and, in fact, the importance of this

proverb is proved when we accept

everything with cogent arguments.

Similarly, the process of research should

not be one-sided. It is the duty of the

man who conducts research, to keep in

view both aspects positive as well as

negative without demarcation, between the

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two. Although I had a cursory meeting

with Mr Wali, I came to know that,

despite being a member of the upper

class, he was simple- minded and

gracious person. He talked very

generously and never tried to prove that he

belonged to an aristocratic family. Some

people came to see him during our meeting

he politely and cheerfully received them.

Owing to his excellent, behavior, he was

not a capitalist but, in fact, he was the

stooe of a capitalist. Wealth and

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humanity could not go together. My

doubt was not based on rationality

because he was really great. He had his

own mills, lands and transport.

Although wealth and humanity are

self-contradictory yet the man, who

possesses these two characteristics, ought

to be dubbed as an angel. I found him

well-wisher and named him “The

affectionate god” I venerated him very

much. I chanced to encounter him many

times after this meeting and found in him

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the same polite behavior and affection. If

any one called him bad, I could not

believe it, because I had had very lengthy

meeting with him. Many workers had

also described many incidents of his

generosity. As I myself chanced to

experience his affection there was no

ground to deny them. Some of his

laborers leveled some allegations against

him and I regarded them as vindictive

and malicious figures. Some people

always feel jealous of the progress and

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prosperity of others. I thought, man

should not pay attention to them because

threw exists a difference between

observation and hearsay. One day, my

former verdict about him proved

unfounded. It so happened that he used

to come to see his sister-in-law and

many underdogs also went to him in order

to have alms and he never disappointed

them. He considered his sister- in-law

his mother and gave her latest clothes and

fruits. He regarded her husband as a

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celestial biped. One day, I got wind of

his illegal relations with the daughter of

this celestial biped. It was quite

unbelievable because I did not expect such

rumors about him. The other thing was

that she was thirty years younger than he

and a civilized person could not fall from

his lofty stature. One day, this rumor

became hot potato and everybody got

aware of this relations. He got married to

her and tortured his wife Hazra by

appointing this co-wife. Hazra

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co-operated with him when he was

leading a life of complete penury. He

used to praise her attitude of tolerance

and patience and called her ‘goddess of faith’. He admire her qualities in front

of his kids and friends. Now he had

sublime stature in society. Hazra lost her

glamour and became a slut or a hug for

him on the surface of earth. The second

marriage was not an objectionable task

but, in fact, Islam authorized four

marriages only in case of behaving with

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justice. There was not any glimpse of

equality and he had intense

Feelings of hatred for her. He told about

her great authority in the house, but, in

fact, she bore no liberty to do with her own

will. He managed the weddings of his

poor worker’s daughter and in this content, I was aware of two incident and

I did not know its real factors. After his

uncivilized second marriage, he arranged

the marriages of only those girls who had

sexual relations with him. He had to

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choose his minions for their marriage so

that he could continue copulations with

them. He was the owner of a vast

business but he was the sharer of

twenty-five percent in a mill. Other

members regarded him very honest and

due to this, he enjoyed great authority.

One day, it dawned this ‘honest’ man

had embezzled a large amount of money.

His sharers cancelled his shares because

he had proved a dishonest person. It was

really surprising to note that a pauper

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had developed himself so rapidly. In this

contest, shrewd people were of the view

that he was unreliable by birth and got

wealthy dishonestly. According to them,

he was a cautious smuggler of heroin and

this was also revealed one day. The real

purpose of describing all this that five

senses can deceive man and every negative

aspect could be wrong. Some values

outwardly seem to be right but they have advantages

in their nature. So there must be clear cut difference

between these complicated values.

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ONE DIES BUT SURVIVES

He knew that he had not promised to

return. But he hoped that he would see

him once again. It was the optimistic

attitude that had maintained the relation

otherwise it is soul-dissecting to wait for

some one because man has got entangled

in the marsh of selfishness and his chief

aim lies in becoming economically strong.

He had spiritual relation with him, who

was a poor man. But he himself had

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every requisite of life. Along with that, it

was against the aristocracy to wait for a

beggar. Doctors wait for patient to fleece

him of money. The wife is fully conscious

that her husband will not return with an

empty pocket. The shopkeeper deceives

the customers to sell his defective goods.

The employer longs for new applicants to

snub for bettering his dishes. Landlord

wants to be saluted by his tenanls. The

tenanls wait for landlord in order to solve

their problems. In short, everyone has to

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kindle in the hell of waiting for someone.

It is quite strange that his act of waiting

was not related to any material aspect.

He reminded him of some memories and,

the worth-mentioning things was that

these memoirs were not pleasant in any

way because man wants to forget the

moments of perturbation, hardships and

obstinacy. In fact, these feelings disturb

man when he is in a state of happiness

and, to face the tragedies of life is not an

essay task and only a brave man can face

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them with a smiling face and it is also a

fact that everyone is not bold. Today,

when he returned home tired, his better

half welcomed him after hardly bringing

happiness over her face. He consoled her

that he required the services of the most

qualified doctor in the city for her remedy

because she was more costly than money.

Perhaps he was “ the first haves” who

regarded human more credible than pelf

otherwise money has great supremacy over

blood relations. While comforting his

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wife, his child caught his legs and, at

this moment, he reminded the “ gone person”, he used to do the same that

resulted in the removal of all the fatigue.

He became happy to have cheap thing

from him. He wanted to give costly things

to his child but he belonged to a poor

family. But he never missed him in his

memories, he hurray picked up the child

with tearful eyes. He called the skive of

the house and emphasized to look after the

children in a proper way as he was taking

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his wife to a doctor. In the mean time,

the elder son, startled from slumber and

came there . He was just like him in

childhood. The gone person had once said

“my dear son listen to me carefully

because it will be very conducive for you.

You know it well that I belong to the

category of poor toiler. I am not make

property for you and you will have to

survive going through hardships. I am

sure if you hard work, you will come out

the hell of poverty.” The gone person also

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stressed that he would not exhort him time

and again. The gone person had a charm

in his tone and due to his affection, he

understood everything even being

immature. Then he manged to be a great

man and dragged out his father of the

hell of penury. When man manly dares to

achieve something, he easily finds his

cherished goal. The son of a poor toiler

passed his M.sc and he had a

respectable job. But the tragedy was that

his father died before he

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got his first pay because God had

concluded not to bless his father with any

kind of bounty. Today, he could not

repeat the words of his father because

circumstances were quite opposed to. He

said his son I am taking your mother to a

doctor and care for you and your younger

brother and take him in study. The car

was very speedily going along the road

and a crop (his wife) was taking her last

breath on the other seat. He did not want

her demise like other rich, because his two

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old parents had already left this world

and she was his only companion and

beloved in that world, So, he hold her

very dear and castled a glance at the

living dead body who was lost in profound

thinking. His hopes were alive when they

reached the doctor’s lab. The doctor

checked this living copse and there was no

any pleasant feeling on doctor’s face during this inspection, it seemed that life

had lost this war. After checking her, the

doctor took him to one side and said the

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reality which he did not want to hear but

he had to face it. Man has to hear a lot

unpleasant things as how could one spit

over the face of truth. He had become

quite pessimist while returning. Although

he consoled her yet she had understood

everything by his facial expressions. It is

a fact that facial expressions are more

understandable. The sun was tired and

wanted to seek protection in the amplitude

of west. He castled a glance at his wife

and she gave him a smile despite having

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immense pain and affliction. The

painless of the sun had become the

lamb-black of Mary’s eyes. The

moonbeams had given shelter to the sun.

Perhaps demise wanted to deprive Mary

of mundane miseries and tortures. He

called to mind the gone person had also

pail soot in his eyes. After recalling it, he

never stopped even for a moment and

shouted: “ I will not let her die” but Mary was not more. If pail soot spreads

in eye , the partners forget all promises and

affections and leave this world forever.

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WISH

He did not want to kick the bucket. But,

in fact, he was no afraid of death. He

had encountered death many times and he

was well aware of the fact that fact that

death was not as dreadful as it was

considered by people. If a man finds

anything difficult, it becomes all the more

awful for him. Darkness is considered to

be horrifying but the people, who happen

to pass though darkness, remain

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inapprehensive. Likewise the fear of

defeat and hunger also destroys man

completely. But the people, who

experience these aspects of life from very

close quarters, are not apprehensive of

them at any step of their life. He was

fully conscious of the reality of demise,

hunger and defeat. So it is exclusively

wrong to think that he was afraid of

defeat. He was put to sward many tines

in his life. Some-times, he was hanged

on the cross of poverty and hunger and,

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sometimes, he had to sacrifice himself

due to his ego. Injustice never let him

free. Despite all this, he was ready to

face future catastrophes. Here it is

relevant to point out that he was not

senseless. He had borne all unpleasant

aspects of life with a smiling face and

never flinched back. `In fact, he wanted

to do something and this thing has urged

him to continue living in this universe.

There were two intricate problems for

him. Firstly, long life and secondly, a

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desire to do something. He could not be to

do something special without the

assurance of long life. So he gave pivotal

importance to long life to solve these two

problems which he had been endeavoring

to solve for the last fifty years. He was

cocksure that man could live in this

universe for a long time. Further, he

knew it very well that there were certain

elements in this universe which were quit

conducive to long life. When he present

this belief to religious-minded people,

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they became his antagonist and dubbed

him as infidel, atheist and confirmed

follower of Satan. He was also prisoner

due to his this belief but he was never

shaken. Now his limbs were getting

virgules but he could not be able to solve

this problem. One day, he thought that

man’s limbs did not reverse at once after

his demise and he looked upon the

different aspects of this matter. He

thought that he had aimlessly wasted

these precious years. The time was

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passing and he had no choice to transfer

his limbs so that he could enjoy more fifty

years in this world. He met his friend,

Surgin, Mickey and advised him that

after his demise, his heart, brain and

eyes must be transferred to a sound body.

Later on, he wrote his last will. Though

he was weak and figureless, he remained

alive. When there was no positive

thinking and glamour in his life, he met

death. Mickal preserved all the useful

limbs of his dead physique according to

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his will. Then he started transferring

these limbs o handicapped physiques

and, in this way, he made his mark in

scientific world. He made a successful

experience of in grafting his brain in a

female monkey felt some sort of tightness

and imprisonment in the doctor’s house and it ran away. Now the brain was fully

ctive and it did not want to waste next

fifty years and wanted to do something

special at once. It chanced to encounter

some dogs in the alley. The female

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monkey entered a juggler’s house in order to rescue its life. He caught this confused

female monkey and put an iron chain

around its

neck. The doctor’s house was more

comfortable. The juggler, named Joseph

named it Lootia. He spent some days to

train Lootia and the result was very

positive and he becomes very famous.

Lootia was recognized in every house.

Many newspapers also published news

about it. Then it became a character like

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Robert Johnson. Dead Hudson appeared

in the shape of Lootia and had many

achievements in the field of jugglery.

People regarded Lootia only a female

monkey and the doctor, who knew the

reality, ceased to be. People started

agreeing with Darwin regarding his

concept of the evolution of species.

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HIT BELOW THE BELT

It was quite unbelievable for me that the

butcher offered the bone having some meat

to the lean dog, who was watching the

flesh greedily. Otherwise most of the

meat-vendor preserved the nasty and

unsalable meat the arrival of the

customers. They deceived the customer by

adding these parts to the fresh one and,

in this way, get benefit of futile meat

parts. Likewise, they mix the skinny

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parts into the minced meat and deprive

the dogs of the thing they deserve. I felt

that he was a honest butcher and it was

an order matter that many dogs started

at the bone and due to their howling many

others got assembled with a mentionable

wrath. However, this lean dog had

challenged the others that he had the

temerity to fight against all as he enjoyed

the right to avail himself of the

opportunity. He was of the view that this

bone was his share. The other dogs were

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yelping but the lean dog was staunch to

keep it. It is quite impossible to snatch

something from one’s jaw without a clash

and especially when the possessor, is also

more dreadful. That is why despite being

more furious, none of the rival had the

temerity to assail at him but they evolved

the policy to go on by treats, but he was

never frightened by their bluffs, he seemed

to be aggressive because, on the one hand,

he was becoming a sign of danger for

peace and, on the other hand, going

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against the rules of war which asked to

subdue before powerful might, It looked

like that he was not aware of the dog’s living. I got angry on the honesty of that

butcher who had created uproar among

dogs by proving himself honest in this

prevalent matter-ridden period of life.

Otherwise, they were bosom before his act

of honesty and no one was snubbing each

other. The fact was that, the butcher was

wrong in his approach and he was not

responsible to fulfill the demands of their

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bellies. There was a big throng of people

at the shop and, in fact, this act of his

was amounting to getting man starved.

His act of owing the bone was an open

conspiracy against human hunger because

he could sell it after dividing it into

pieces. However, he had devised to

condense his earning that also caused for

a law and order situation. The customers

got bewildered by the dogs and they

forced the butcher for making them free at

the earliest. A blocky and dreadful came

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ahead to make an end of this futile war.

He seemed to be the Head of dogs and he

had to maintain his leadership by

winning this war. The other dogs muster

courage and started barking more loudly

than before. In fact, they were

encouraging their leader and also

reproaching the lean dog. According,

this bone belonged to their leader because

he was powerful. But some opined that

everyone deserved the share and their

leader ought to divide it equally. But no

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one dashed the conspiracy sparked by the

butcher just to create a tussle amongst the

dogs. Their looked at his disciples who

considered their leader to be

democratic-minded one and were quite

ready to attack. The lean dog moved

behind a little bit when the leader attack

at him forcefully and he felt that lean dog

had the courage to resist but he could not

face them for a long time. Seeing their

leader, the other stooges also attacked but

the lean dog was trying to protect the bone

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and there was great collusion among them

for some minutes and the lean dog got

injured and tired and was deprived of the

bone.

Now their leader had the bone and was

eating it quite separately. The dogs,

considered it to be the right of their

leader, kept silent but other were not

happy due to the undemocratic attitude of

their leader. The dog who had given them

the guarantee to save their rights, was

now quite indifferent to them. They were

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in great fume but were forced to keep

silent because they could not challenge the

powerful dog. They all were standing

there helplessly. Owing to the queer

activities of dogs, people got frightened,

thinking lest the dogs should also bite

them. Perhaps, the butcher had

deliberately done so to create hurly-burly

The lean and injured dog was watching

the butcher helplessly and there was a

proud in the smile of the butcher because

he had the profit of the stable bones.

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THE SWAY OF TERROR

The parrot continued his story in a

lamenting manner. He described that the

jungle was full of different animals.

Although feeble animals were a source of

diet for ferocious animals yet there was

great charm in life along with the

preservation of entity. Every animal

tried to breed hi race and no one could

think that he would be deprived of the

fascination of life one day. Quite

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surprisingly, the fox became the head of

all the animals of the jungle. In fact, the

acquisition of throne was the result of his

painstaking labor. That imposter

presented the theory of snobbery to wild

animals and sowed abomination among

them in a cunning way. As a result, they

developed hostility and started killing one

another. Likewise, that swindler

poisoned the ears of innocent and lean

animals saying that beasts had no soft

corner for them and created a gulf between

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them. So he achieved his cherished goal

by creating hate and superiority. But the

vindictive fox did not remain content with

it and resort to tale-bearing in order to

enmesh them I animosity. Calumny was

also resorted to and anyone was tempted

to captured throne. In short, the whole

wood was presenting the sight of

commotion and hurly-burly. It was the

golden opportunity to overcome and, if

anyone tried to obstruct, he could not

escape from horrible end. The parrot

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stopped for a while, probably he was

facing some problem. The master took out

something from the bag and give it to

him. After eating it, there appeared

glamour in the parrot’s eyes and he started narrating the story fluently as

well. When massacre and hurly-scurry

was in its extreme, the fox claimed a rock

and shouted “My friends I feel that our

king, loin is unable to mould politicians

according to latest rules and he has no

any policy to check the present tumultuous

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situation. Y must elect me your leader

and I assure you that there would be

complete tranquility and order and no one

would be injured. I have so rare and

excellent plans with sway and I would not

shake your trust.” They kept silent for

sometime then a group of animals came

ahead and chose him their king and

assured of their loyalty. At last, this

treacherous fox succeed in his object and

every bird, animals and beast accepted

his sovereignty. Everyone raised the

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slogan that the fox was great and gifted

him with such other epithets. In other

words, he was not only a liege but their

liberator too. This fraudulent fox divided

all the territory and ordered that none

would interfere in other land. Lions were

allotted the land near human border and

other carnivorous animals were given the

land near loin’s area. Feeble and

vegetarian animals were also granted

their own specific land. The middle

portion of the jungle was spared for

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crawling animals. It was decided that

every animal should provide food,

including human meat, to the fox. Loins

entered the human territory and, in this

way, created destruction. People got

frightened and left this area, on the

contrary, the hunter hatched plans get rid

of them. Sometimes, flesh- eating

animals went to the area of loins

unknowingly and met a sudden death. On

the other hand, the carnivorous animals

looked out for the vegetarian and entered

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their land. So the lions had become the

sign of death and terror. Man, who had

been a fervent antagonist of the dwellers

of woods, had to migrate or was killed by

loins. Loins were either shot by hunters or

imprisoned. Other flesh-eating animals

were tortured to death by loins wittingly

or unwittingly. Likewise, the carnivorous

animals started killing the vegetarians.

Every animal felt rejoiced and praised

the wisdom of the fox. They were

satisfied at the division of the jungle

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and, on the top of all, they were

supplying diet to the fox honestly and

dutifully and human flesh was included

in it. Owing to the use of animal and

human flesh, there appeared some

radical changes in the fox and he became

beast to some extent. All loins,

carnivorous vegetarian animals and men

ceased to be. Now there was no animal in

the woods expect the fox but, in fact, he

could not become a perfect loin. The

parrot kept silent and perhaps he

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demanded some mashed-bread. The

whole crowd remained silent and listened

to the parrot’s speech carefully. Probably, they were enjoying the story.

The owner of the parrot put his hand into

the bag and showed him the empty hand

and the parrot only said that the

remaining part of the story would be

narrated tomorrow. Now his master said

that they would have to come tomorrow

because the parrot was not in a mood to

continue the tale. You would definitely

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feel happy to hear this story tomorrow.

But we are hungry and, if eat something

tomorrow, we will enjoy the remaining

part of the story. People started throwing

coins on the sheet which was spread by the

master on the ground during his address

to the people.

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GOD IS OMNIPOTENT

The rat could not dare pass by a loin.

So, he tried to exploit a sleeping tiger by

moving about here and there on his body.

But this effort could not affect the tiger

on the contrary; The rat got away fully

tried and begin to gasp. The tiger felt a

tickling sensation and got up from a

sound sleep. The tiger caught the rat and

was furious at his insolence. But, on the

other hand, he was felled with mercy at

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this gaunt body and despite being able to

kill him, he did not do so. The tiger

asked the rat, what kind punishment

should be imposed on him for his

insolence. The rat begged for mercy and

requested for spring his life as well. He

further said that, one day , he would be

very useful for him. The loin laughed at

the rat’s loud claim and freed him. He

regarded this claim of the rat nothing

more than a boast. The people who went

against the will of Divinity always

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harmed themselves. The armed forces of

Abraha were destroyed by the petty birds

and, in this way; he got chastised, due to

his pride. Paroah had also vanity do to

his wealth but Moses who had been rears

in his own house, got checkmated by him.

Caron could not be able to by only two

moments with the help of his immense

pelf. In brief, who sever had claimed of

sublimity got prostrated due to dive will.

Kings, Kingship and their glory could

not help on forever. Sometimes, they had

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to face such circumstances that they could

not imagine to encounter them. The tiger

was wrong in his approach. Though he

was monarch of the woods, was

incomplete in his personality. One, who

is perfect in his personality, becomes the

shadow of God in this universe. God’s creature benefit from him. Even saints

keep in view the dictations of their Lord.

If they assay to cheat Him,, the cannot

rescue themselves from punishment. Even

a gigantic figure has to face humiliation

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in the face of divine will. Man is

handicapped in certain matters and has

supremacy in other affairs. One day, the

loin was caught in the net of a hunter. He

tried his level best to get rid of it, but his

every attempt proved to be futile. The rat

appeared from somewhere and fond the

monarch of the jungle totally helpless. He

started cutting the net with the help of his

sharp teeth and, in this way, the mighty

tiger could be able to have ventured or

assistance of a petty and negligible

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creature. The tiger felt ashamed on

account of his former words and began to

respect every dweller of the wood. But

there are certain pigheaded persons who

never help in view their previous

experiences and go on feeling proud of

their power and stature. There hardly

any iota of doubt in the statement that

developed countries has made great

progress in the fields of industry

military. Further there are more

developed and progressive than other ones

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and, in fact, there are certain changes

which are happening in the poor areas.

Further, it is passing through a crisis.

It will quite appropriate to dub world

landlord of this cosmos. He considers

that he has full command in the world.

According to his standpoint, he can

maneuver land, ocean and space.

Further, he can allot government to any

person and has the power to drive anyone

of his throne. To cut short, he is all in all

in this universe and can amply his

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authorities according to his sweet will.

Owing to illness, the Man of earth,

Minister of for east during his visit. The

whole world saw that The man of earth

was prostrated at the feet of Asia. That

snob was absolutely helpless in the face of

Almighty’s will. The celestial God

taught a lesson that, in fact, he

omnipotent and bears the authority of

virgules people. Though the tiger

contains extraordinary power, he

incomplete despite that. He should not

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only pay other animals equal respect but

also accept their specific stature. If Man

of earth does not keep in view this lesson

of the Lord and not fulfill the demands of

justice. God will have to create someone

to deal with him in a proper way without

any exaggeration. He has, no doubt,

immense power.

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GOD AND SUBMISSIVENESS

He used to be obedient, innocent and pure

and, due to his obedience, he had become

the vicegerent of God. But when he came

to know that a supreme and crown

creature had been created, he was failed

with rage and became malignant. When

he was ordered to bow before this

creature, he appeared to be arrogant. He

refused to bow because he regarded it as

inferior. So, he was declared condemned

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for ever. Being humiliated by the

Creator, he planned to wreak his

vengeance on his rival by proving him

inferior. The Master blessed this

creature with His bounties and was of the

view that, without any exaggeration, it

was the most lofty creature and would

last long at any rate. After being

banished from the Divine court, he was

greatly aggrieved and furious. One day,

while planning about future, he stung this

new creature. The crown creature felt

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intoxicated due to poison and was sent to

unknown land. After coming in senses, he

came aware of his mistake. He conceded

his blunder and promised to be cautious

now. Intoxication never caused positive

and fruitful results, Every new creation

was badly affected by jealously,

irritation, retaliation and snobbery. Then

he developed this curse consciously or

unconsciously and stared longing for this

vice. With the passage of time, he was

gradually ensnared in the meshes of this

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sin. All riff-raffs yearned for it. Many

good-hearted people had seriously

ventured to dislocate it root and branch

but those who were habitual of it,

conspired against these people. These

drunkards kept on drinking and its

physicians went on curing it and every

notorious vagabond wanted to be number

one in this field. They violated all human

values in order to achieve “distinction” but, in fact, they could not approach its

extreme. He crossed every limit but could

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not be satisfied. Then, one day, he got

deeply involved in jealousy and revenge

and felt great pleasure in them. In this

specific state of mind, he thought that all

resources belonged to him. One

religious-minded tried to impede him.

He prepared one of his followers to deal

with him in a proper way. There was a

formidable collision and everyone

convulsed. He felt mentally elevated by

this sanguinary conflict because it had

comforted him. The element of barbarity

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seemed to be its prime and he was not

aware of its irretrievable consequences.

Bloodshed bestowed on him great

satisfaction. He joined his stooge in order

to fulfill his lust. When his disciple had

to face humiliation, he tried to leave this

inhuman field but he had reached the

point of return. The intensity of

covetousness harbors a horrible results but

its lust continued. In fact, its venom goes

on increasing. Although he had joined the

down- trodden class of paupers yet he

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bore immense vanity and majesty in his

tone. The Creature crushed him and he

was prostrated at the feet of others. He

implored and thou became a symbol

warning for new generation. It was the

first decline of his lust. He should have

amended himself quite at the outset. Now

he got badly entangled in the meshes of

humiliation.

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THE TRAGEDY OF AN

EDUCATED WIFE

Twenty years is not a short period and

even during this period abomination

changes into intimacy. I got united with

Zaib twenty years before and now we were

fully acquainted with the habits and

necessities of each other in this period.

Likewise, we had got used to each other’s weak points. Time had strengthened the

chains of relations and, in fact, we had

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become inseparable from each other when

we had any rift, we settled this dispute

by mutual concessions. The fact was that

there was the element of emotionalism in

our love. I lived twenty years with Zaib

and we were inevitable for each other

during this period. Although she loved

me yet her attachment to her son,

Naveed, in fact, was to the sentiment

extent. But I never complained in this

behalf because my son really deserved this

affection and maternal love. As a result,

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he got inclined to his mother and it was

quite natural because a child is always

more inclined to his mother. It was really

surprising that, despite being the only

child, Naveed remained aloof but his

mother wanted to be with him every time.

We did not feel this very habit of his

beginning. Now he was eighteen and

behaved willfully with his mother. He

went to the extent of saying that I was

very simple-minded because I chose

ignorant and illiterate wench and spent

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twenty years with her. We got angry at

his remark but he was serious while

addressing me: I pondered over

Naveed’s statement and the excellent

moments which chanced to have with Zaib

in loneliness. Although Zaib was an

uneducated woman yet she was faithful

and well-mannered. She co-operated

with me in the days of poverty and

encouraged me in the hour of trouble.

After a long contemplation, I thought

that Naveed’s statement was tantamount

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to high-handedness. I tried my level best

to free myself from the impact of

Naveed’s words but they were sticking to

my mind that I had spent twenty years

with an unlettered lady. If I had spent

these years with an educated woman, my

life would have become more pleasant.

Although Zaib was an uneducated lady

yet she proved to be a helping hand for me

in crisis. I had got a distinguished

status in the society and she was the

equal sharer in my progress and looked

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after me in the best possible way. Despite

all her favor, I was forced to think that,

if she had been educated, she would have

been more conducive regarding the rearing

of Naveed and his mental normalcy.

When conflicting behaviors prospered,

they gave rise to estrangement and rift.

We got entangled in little rifts and I

thought she was not doing her job in the

best way. I found errors even in her

household affairs. She complained about

my attitude to her and I thought she was

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really innocent because ignorance was not

her guilt. Hina had been working with me

for the last two years and I never paid

deep to this fact that she was a beautiful

and well-mannered girl. She was

looking very attractive and I fell in love

with her despite having a faithful wife. I

wanted to get united with her to have a

cheerful life. I thought that Naveed

would be pleased to have a

well-mannered mother and I would be a

prosperous man with her kind

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co-operation. I got married to her

secretly. I thought that he would

definitely be happy to have an educated

mother and everything would be all right.

Hina had also promised to set everything

right.

I entered my house like a great

conqueror. Zaib and Naveed were

already introduced to her as my secretary

and they welcomed her cheerfully. After

some time, I asked Naveed how he found

Hina. He praised her and I got

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encouraged that he had accepted her as

his mother. When I was cocksure about

Naveed I told him that she would stay in

the same house. Firstly, he did not

believe and got dumb but Hina herself

corroborated what I said. After this, he

went inside without saying anything.

After some time, I entered the room and

found him and his mother weeping

bitterly. It was very late now because

Hina had become my wife and I could not

divorce her due to Naveed and Zaib.

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Hina had also become a traditional

woman and they started quarrelling over

triflers. Hatred, stubbornness and

protest against one another developed in

this house. Naveed had become confirmed

mother-fixated and I reached the result

that, although man got entangled in

mutual rifts, yet close, relations were not

cooled down by them.

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THE NECESSITY OF PELF

I remember it very well that he contented

after giving me the bread of his share. He

had been toiling for money broth future

day and night. Whenever I got ill, he not

only called for doctors but also prayed to

God for my recovery. Without any

exaggeration, he loved me very much and

could not deny his love and hind ness.

Parent’s affection for their children is pure in view of all negative aspects.

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Parents yearn to see their offspring with

higher status. They regard, there is

nothing like their children for them in the

world. It is a fact that even thief and

wicked are considered to be gentleman

and innocent by their parents. They also

ignored my evil deeds and loved me at

heart and kept on giving me all the things

I needed. I thought that it was their

high-headedness. Every poor father

should be aware of the activities of his

son. Whenever I demanded for money,

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my father happily fulfilled my

necessities. In this way, I became selfish

because I did not care for the necessities

of others. I passed my times in frivolous

pursuits instead of going to school. But

my father has started depending on me.

After a long time, he came to know my

profligacy and tried his best to amend my

educational weakness he provided me with

a tutor but I could not make use of the

tutor. Sometimes, he treated hardly to

refine me but the time had passed. He

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could not prove himself to be self-willed

because he was loving person. His hopes

were shaken and he decided to make me a

technical hand. I worked at some places

to learn some art but I could not acquire

knowledge and my childhood came to an

end. Our necessities increased and,

secondly, my father got ill that resulted

in condensing income. His (Father’s) health had been declining day by days

and he advised me to work time and

again. he went to the extent of saying that

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I should be at least self-dependent. He

was right and I must work now. But

misfortune let us free and my father got

seriously ill and there was no any source

of income now. Due to curing my father,

our expenses had enhanced. First of all,

my mother wisely handled this situation

by spending the safe money, but, after

that, we had to sell the household things.

At last , all the articles were sold and we

were forced to borrow money. But the fact

is that people do not offer loan to mere a

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pepper. Likewise, no one was giving us

charity they considered themselves more

deserving than us. Along with that, the

family with a young boy could not be

declared us deserving in this connection.

Now it was quite necessary to provide the

father with medicine rather than food.

We used ten rupees daily for his pills and

it was our responsibilities to provide him

with medicine daily. In this context, my

mother performed her duty in an excellent

way. But when she was quite penniless,

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she requested people for ten rupees but

nobody helped her and even the doctor

refused to give her medicine without

money. I accepted that I had ten rupees

and it was necessary to buy medicine for

him. But I had two grounds for not

spending money on his treatment. His

death was inevitable because everyone had

rejected the miserable requests of my

mother. So, it was an open folly to spend

ten rupees, and I did not bear with any

stupidity in the case of money. The other

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thing was that I could not help smoking.

If I spent this money on the treatment,

how would I lead that day. I am of the

view that love and need are two different

things and they should not be mingled

with other. So, my father died due to the

non availability of medicine and it was

Divine will. In fact, he was to die but I

saved my ten rupees in a prudent way.

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POVERTY AND DAUGHTER

Poverty was not strange for him because

his ancestors had come of a poor family.

His particular surroundings had the

clear-cut reflection of poverty and

penury, and they were leading a life of

total mercy. So, the truth was that he

got poverty in his bequest. Sometimes,

the feelings of poverty became

conspicuous, in the beginning but, the

particular way of thinking became all the

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more prominent when his daughter, Zobee

had become young. As she was now

adult, her life became vexatious. He had

to encounter many hardships and

deprivations everyday and on account of

that, his entity broke into pieces. But the

necessities of life again urged him to do

something. The thought of poverty

disturbed his wife a lot when she chanced

to hear about the marriage of Zobee any

coeval. Fozee zealously and wildly

described the marriage ceremonies and

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wept on her lot and then, finally declared

him slothful and good-for-nothing.

These ill-words increased the intensity of

his grief. He thought, he had endeavored

his level best but, unluckily, dearness

had proved a foe for him and had effected

all his utter plans. Secondly, appetite

went on increasing due to the age factor of

his children. So he had to buy but more

clothes to hide the bodies of his off

springs. To be true, all his attempts were

futile and, in this way, dearness

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overcome hunger and other necessities of

his life. His wife, Fozee, was

quarrelling with him due to Zobee’s advancement in years. In fact Fozee was

not wrong in her approach because her

daughter, Zobee, was now twenty two

years old. But, on the other hand, they

were unable to give her even a penny as a

dowry Either she should have got married

or her parents should have collected the

articles of her dowry according to the

customs of the society but the pity was

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that they were empty-handed. But the

time was passing very swiftly. When

someone came to propose Zobee, she was

rejected due to non availabality of an

attractive dowry. His better half

recurrently stressed the point that their

daughter was quickly marching towards

old age. So, he ought to do something

and pay his first attention to his

daughter because milk and daughter were

closely connected to each other and they

both were in dependable If their daughter

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got astray and adopt a wrong and

unscrupulous way, they would not be able

to face tragedy and this world. She

uttered a lot of other things that day and

he tolerated her heart rending blames very

patiently. He also knew it very well but

he was not in position to do any thing

because he was just like a pauper. After

saying these harsh words, Fozee went

away and he got drowned in profound.

Luck favored him for a short time when

he found a bag on the way. He opened it

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and got currency and very costly gold

jewellery. He was extremely jubilant and

cast a glance at the ornaments and

thought that Zobee would appear very

attractive as a bride in this jewellery.

Zobee’s friends would envy him and

owing to these ornaments, her in-law

would be proud of her. Then he saw the

currency notes which could fulfill the

requirements of the dowry. Suddenly, he

found a piece of paper which was placed

with the other articles. This was piece of

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paper contained this writing: 1Borrowed

from provident Fund Rs:

40,000/2Borrowed from sister Hajhra

Rs: 20,000/3Money received by

mortgaging house Rs: 25,000/-

Money to be paid to the goldsmith

Rs.7,000/-

Dear son, I hope you would easily

arrange the wedding ceremony of your

sister with the help of this money and

would buy the articles regarding dowry

you should not worry because I would

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reach very soon. (name and address were

also written) After reading this letter, he

was shaken from top to toe and changed

his mind. Now he had once again become

a humanitarian. He thought the haves

did not lose their anything because they

had their money in the banks. They had

also very reliable sources to protect their

wealth an fortune never deceived them at

any step. It is very difficult for their

money and jewellery to get lost. On the

other hand, they have not always yearned

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for wealth and, if they found something,

it is quite temporary. Firstly, the

underdogs are quite ignorant of its

importance and are deprived of the ability

to handle it. They are totally unconscious

of the method of increasing it. So the

wealth goes the people who are aware of

its significant and know the art of

maneuvering it. He as mentally

anguished and reached the state of

indecision. He thought his daughter could

be married with this money but the

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daughter of the other needy person would

not be able to have red dress. What

should be done now? Honesty demands

that it should be return to its original

owners. But what would become of his

own daughter. Both these girls belonged

to a poor family. This bag could not be

conducive for him and he could not use the

wealth for the wedding of his daughter.

He came out of the labyrinths of

indecision at long last.

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NO PAIN NO GAIN

Owing to the intensity of heat and thirst,

the crow was very enervated but there was

no water and shade. He went on roaming

about in search of water. He was thinking

that, he would definitely die, if he could

not find water in a short time. He neither

wanted to die nor he was disappointed.

He was determined to seek water and

shady tree till the last breath of his life

but, in fact, the intensity of thirst was

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creating problem for him. Now he had two

choices either he must continue seeking

water or leave it and wait for death. He

mustered courage and flew east in search

of water. He had covered a short distance

when he saw a garden and hurriedly

started flying towards it he wanted to live

and was sure of his existence in future.

Quite surprisingly, he seemed to be more

active now. He wanted to reach the

garden very soon and every cost. Though

he was flying very speedily yet the garden

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seemed to be very far off. He got tired

and thought that the garden be an illusion

of his mind. He was shaken about the

entity of garden. He thought it might be

an illusion and he must seek any other

way which could rescue his life. But he

had not any other choice. To chase the

illusion was better than to leave seeking

water because there was the possibility of

life. If he died while searching, it would

be a courageous step. He stopped for a

while And the garden was quite at short

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distance. He hopefully started marching

towards the garden and felt that it was

not too far. He felt grief for wasting a

precious moment. He would have been

ahead if he had not stopped. He felt

ashamed of his negative thinking because

they could bring about demise. These

negative feelings were equal to

pessimism. A devoted definitely finds his

goal at last because God helps those who

help themselves. He took on fling with

great zeal and now he appeared to be

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fresh. He was spiritually exalted and

was flying without difficulty. Now he

reached the threshold of the garden. The

garden was in the urban area and it

meant that it was for pastime But he was

surprised to see that there were no bower.

Birds had left this garden when men

himself neglected it. He flew over the

garden but there was no water. He

deplored his labor. Suddenly, he found a

pitcher in the garden and felt rejoiced

and hurriedly went to it. There was very

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little water in the pitcher and he made

very attempt to drink water but failed due

to the low level of water. He hatched a

plan and caught a pebble with the help of

his beak and put it into the pitcher.

Owing to heat, the pebble was dry and it

seemed that it had liked it. In a short

time, the crow poured another pebble and

the first pebble did not like this sharer.

Although it had not liked the second one

yet the bitter fact was that the wise crow

imposed his will by throwing more pebbles

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into the water. The crow was gallantly

doing his job and, at last, the pitcher

became full of wet pebbles and he

drenched his thirst by sucking wetness of

them.