One day a certain king observed himself in the mirror. He noticed that he was growing old. Once his hair grew luxuriantly upon his head. But it did not grow that way then. He had become completely bald indeed. He wanted to conceal his bald head. So he ordered for a very handsome periwig.
 One day he went riding to the hounds. A few friends were with him. He was dressed in his most beautiful clothes; on his naked pate, he wore the brand new periwig on his head. A sudden gust of wind blew off his periwig. It exposed his bald head much to the amusement of his companions. They laughed a hearty laugh. He also joined them and said, “How did you expect that someone else’s hair would stay on my head when my own hair refused to stay there?”

Moral: Your pride is the prologue of your shame.


Some little frogs had an uncommon experience down a meadow. They came home excited to report their adventure. “Oh, mother,” said one of the little frogs, all out of breath, “we have just seen the most terrible monster in the entire world. It was large, with horns on the head and a long tail and hoofs.”

“Why, my child that was no monster. That was only an ox. He is not so big. If I really put my mind to it I could make myself as big as an ox. Just watch me!” So the mother frog blew herself up. “Was he as big as I am now?” she asked.
“Oh, mother much bigger,” cried the little frogs. Again the mother frog blew herself up and asked his children if the Ox was as big as that. “Bigger, mother, a great deal bigger”, said the children jointly.” “If you blow yourself up until you burst you could not be as big as the monster that we saw in the meadow.”
Provoked by their words, the old frog made one more attempt. She blew and blew and swelled and swelled until something unusual happened. The mother frog had burst.
 Moral: False pride leads to ruin.


 On a frosty autumn day, an ant was busily storing away some kernels of wheat. He had gathered these kernels during the summer to tide him over the coming winter.
 A grasshopper was half perishing from hunger. He came limping by.
 He perceived what the industrious ant was doing. Then he asked for a morsel of food from the ant’s store to save his life.
   “What were you doing during the days of summer while I was busy harvesting”, inquired the ant.
  “Oh,” replied the grasshopper, I did not sit idle. I was singing and chirping all those days.”
  “Well,” said the ant smiling grimly as he locked the granary door, “since you sang all the summer, it seems you will have to dance all the winter.”

Moral: It is wise to save today for the wants of tomorrow.


There lived a certain merchant in some village. He dealt in salt. A rumour reached him that salt was cheap at the seaside. So he rode on his own horse and started for the seashore to buy some. There he loaded the poor beast with as much as he could bear and started for home.
           As they were passing by a small stream he stepped on a slippery rock and fell into the stream below. He immediately tried to get to the bank but could not. In the meantime, some salt was dissolved and the beast got relief to some extent. He could easily get to the bank and pursued his journey homeward light in body and spirit.
            The merchant, without losing heart, set out again on the seashore for a load of salt. He loaded the animal with few more sacks of a load.
           While returning, they were to cross a           bridge on the same spot. As they were on the bridge the ass fell down on purpose. As before, the water dissolved a large portion of the salt and freed him from his heavy load.
            Very much provoked by his loss, the master began to find out how he could cure the animal of his tricks.
           So, on his next journey, he loaded the horse with a few bales of cotton.  When they came to the same spot of the stream the beast repeated his old tricks once again. As soon as he fell into the river the bales of cotton became soaked with water. This time, instead of lightening the load, the water had more than doubled the weight of the bales. He then had to stagger home with great difficulty.

Moral: The same trick does not always work well


A fox was trotting past a farmyard early one morning when he heard a cock crowing. Upon investigation he found that the rooster was perched in a tall tree. It was far out of reach of anyone to have him for breakfast.
 “Why, cousin cock,” the fox called up to the bird in the tall tree, “what a pleasure it is to see you! Won’t you come down and let me greet you properly?”                             
  “I would love to,” replied the cock (who was no fool), “but, as you know, there are some animals who would        like nothing better than to grab me and eat me.”
  “Why, my dear cousin,” exclaimed the fox, “Haven’t you heard the news? All the animals have agreed to live in peace with one another.”
  While the fox was speaking, the cock kept craning his neck as though he could see something very interesting in the distance. Naturally, the fox became curious.
  “Cousin, what in the world do you see up there that is so interesting?”
  “Oh, nothing much—just a pack of hounds headed in this direction and coming at a fast clip.” said the cock.
  “Please excuse me,” said the fox nervously. “I just thought of something I had forgotten.”
  “What’s the hurry?” asked the cock. “I was just coming down for a talk. But you just said about the wonderful peace plan?”

“Well,” replied the fox, as he started to run, “may be those hounds haven’t heard about it yet!”

Moral: The best liars often get caught in their own lies.


One day a lion was sleeping in his den. A mouse was playing nearby. It was mischievous in nature. Out of fun it ran into the nostril of the king of beasts. The mighty animal woke up from his nap. He became very angry. He caught the little creature immediately and was going to make an end of it. The mouse became very much frightened. He appealed to the king for life. He said, “Please, don’t kill me. Forgive me this time. A day may come when I shall do you a good turn and repay your kindness.” The lion smiled at his captive’s fright and laughed heartily at his words. He was amused at the thought that so smaller a creature ever could be of any assistance to him. But he took pity on him and let him go.
 A few months passed by. When the lion was ranging the forest for his prey, he was caught in a net set by hunters to catch him. From inside the net he roared and roared. His roar echoed through the forest. The mouse heard his roar and recognised it to be that of his preserver and friend. He hurried to the spot. He saw the lion caught in the net. “Well, your majesty,” said the mouse, you did not believe me when I promised to return your kindness shown to me. You will believe it now as I have got a chance to repay that.” Immediately he set to work. He started to nibble with his sharp teeth at the ropes of the net. Soon the lion crawled out of the hunter’s snare and was free.
Moral: An act of kindness, however small it may be, is never wasted.

The Ass And The Lap Dog

A man owned an ass. He owned a lap dog also. The ass remained tied up in the stable. But he got plenty of hay and corn to eat. The owner kept him busy all day. He had to carry load and haul wood. On occasions he had to take his turn at the owner’s mill at night. Still he should have been continued with his lot.

On the other hand the little lap dog always sported and pranced about.
He caressed and fawned upon his master. Thus he became a great
favourite. He was even allowed to lie  in his master’s lap.

The ass noticed all the activities ofthe dog and began to feel sorry for
himself. He, at times, became hurt tosee the lap dog living in such ease
and comfort, while he saw the dog enjoying the master’s  favour, he
became tempted to earn such  favour. He thought that he would behave
with his master in similar fashion.

One day he behaved as he thought.He broke from his halter and rushed
into the house while his master was having his meal. He pranced about
and wagged his tail.
He imitated the lap dog as best as he could. In doing
so he turned over the dinner table and smashed all the crockery—the
plates and glasses. Still he did not stop. He jumped upon his master
and put his rough-shod feet on his thigh.

The master was in danger. He    screamed in fear. Hearing the scream his servants rushed to him for help. They released him from the wild  caress of the ass. Then they beat the
    silly creature very hard with sticks.  The animal could not stand on his
    legs again and died at last.

    Moral : It is better to be satisfied with      one’s own lot than to desire   something unattainable.


A dog wished to take a nap. He was looking for a quiet and comfortable place. Suddenly he saw a manger of an ox. He got into it and lay there on the hay.
Sometime later the ox returned from his day’s work. He was hungry. He then entered his stall and found the dog in his manger. The dog then woke up from his nap. He became angry. He stood up and barked each time the ox came near the hay.
The ox is a patient beast. He waited for some time. But at last he protested, “My dear dog, I would not say anything if you could eat my dinner. But you will neither eat the hay yourself nor let me enjoy it. Your act seems to me to be a very mean act.”

Moral: Some spoil others food though they cannot enjoy that them-selves. 


A crow stole a piece of cheese from a shop. He flew with it to the top of tall tree. He thought of enjoying the prize. But a sly fox saw him,

If I plan rightly,” said the fox to himself, “I can get the piece of cheese and enjoy it myself.” So he sat under that tall tree, then he began to flatter the crow in the politest tones. He said, ‘Good day, my dear friend, how fine you looking to-day. How glossy your wings are! Your breast looks like the breast of an eagle. And your claws, I beg your pardon—your talons are as strong as steel. I have not yet heard your voice. Your beauty is excellent. I think your voice must be excellent. It must surpass that of the cuckoo or the nightingale in sweetness.”

The foolish crow became pleased with all this flattery. He believed all his words and flapped his wings to show his pleasure. His friend fox’s words about his voice pleased him most. Others had remarked that his caw was a bit rusty. So he chuckled to think how he would surprise his friend fox with his most melodious caw and opened his mouth wide. Down dropped the piece of cheese! The sly fox grabbed it before it touched the ground—and walked away. While leaving the place he said, “Next time when anyone praises your beauty you must hold your tongue.”

 Moral : Never trust flatterers.

A Merry Cobbler


  A merry cobbler passed his time, mending boots and singing songs, from morning till evening. At night he would go to bed and sleep soundly. He would get up early in the morning and begin to work. He was very poor. He had nothing that a thief would want to take. So he did not lock his door at night.
        Just near the cobbler’s hut there lived a rich merchant. He was kind and generous. He locked and bolted his doors to keep his wealth safe. He could not sing merrily like the cobbler.
    One day the merchant came to the cobbler and said, “I see you are very happy. How much do you earn a year?”
     “How much a year sir?” replied the cobbler, laughing, “I don’t know what I  earn a year. Each day I get my meal, and I am very happy. “
       “O, I see you live from hand to mouth. I wish to remove your want. Take these two hundred rupees. Keep them carefully and use them in time of need.”
       The poor cobbler had it in an earthen pot, covered it and kept it in a hole.
      That night he closed his door with care. He could not sleep soundly as before. He thought that someone might take away his money. So he lay awake almost all night. There was no more singing. He could think of nothing but his large sum of money.

      This anxiety went on for several days. When he could not bear it any longer, he took the money and ran to the merchant. “Please give me back my sound sleep and my pleasant songs,” cried he, “and take back the money you so kindly gave me.”