Dear Akira
Today is your BIRTHDAY Akira
A Very Big Day.
Enjoy and be happy.
A gift of story is here for you.
Once upon a time a very poor Brahmin lived in a village. For his living he has no job so he use to beg but many times nobody does the charity and he is forced to live without food for many days.
One day a noble soul gave him a pot full of flour which gave him immense happiness. He took the pot home and safely hung it up near his bed. He was tired. He lay on his bed and fell fast asleep.
He started dreaming in his sleep. He started dreaming that if a famine came to the land, he could sell the flour for a good price. People would outbid each other. He would finally sell it for twente rupees. With these twenty rupees he would buy a pair of goats whom he would feed on green grass. Very soon the goats have lots of kids. He would trade the whole herd of goats for Buffaloes and cows. The cows would have calves of their own and there would be barrels full of milk. He would make peda, kalakand etc type of sweetmeats with the milk. With some share of milk he would make curd, butter and cottage cheese. He would sell them in the market. Very soon he would grow very rich.
With this money he will build a big house with huge gardens around it. He would buy fruit orchards and fields to grow crops. He would start a business of precious gems. He would become so famous that the king would invite him in his palace and offer him his beautiful Princess's hand in marriage.
Soon he would become the father of sons and daughters. His kids would play in the house. His kids would make him tired and angry. He would pick up the stick and beat them.
O lo !! Imagining he is beating his children the Brahmin began to beat the air with his hands. Suddenly his hand struck the pot of flour and all flour spilled to the ground.
The Brahmin woke up to find what mess he has done. His beautiful dream vanished. There was no goat, no cow,no wife, house with garden. Only the broken pot and flour scattered all over the floor.
Moral of the story :
Never build castles in the air.
【 Story from Panchatantra. 】
HAPPY BIRTHDAY again n again Dear Akira
