Friday, January 12, 2018

STORY ON GENEROSITY

Once a poor woman Mona sold vegetables whole day and earned money.

 One day when she was going to sell vegetables so she asked her son Mohan if he wants anything from the market. His son asked her for a drum. While she was coming back she did not have money for the drum so she just picked up a stick and went away. Mohan without getting angry took the stick and started dancing saying that he got a new toy!

Mohan went out on the street to play with it. At a little distance, Mohan saw an old woman crying outside her hut. Mohan asked her what
happened to you, why are you crying? She answered oh! I am unable to cook since the firewood is all wet and not catching fire. All the smoke is making my eyes water! How will I cook my food now? Mohan gave her his stick and in return, the granny gave him a bowl of rice. Mohan took the rice and went away.

 He stopped at the potter's house. He saw potter's son wailing. He asked the potter the reason for why his son his crying. The potter answered that his son his hungry and the potter didn't have anything to give him. Mohan gave his rice to the potter's son. In return, the potter gave Mohan a pot.

 Mohan went ahead balancing the pot on his head. Soon he reached by the river and saw a washerman quarrelling with his wife. He asked him that uncle why are scolding your wife. Ramu answered that she broke the pot we only had, now we don't have anything to boil my clothes before washing them. Mohan answered don't quarrel I will give you my pot. Mohan gave his pot to the washerman while the washerman gave his coat to Mohan.

Mohan walked on till he reached the bridge where he met a man standing sad and glum. Mohan asked him who are you? I have never seen you in our village. He answered that I am a musician, some robbers stole my coat. I am very cold now. Here take this coat answered Mohan. The musician in return gave Mohan a drum! 

Mohan went happily home playing the drum. he did all this just because of his generosity.
Bye!








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