Posted by kathavarta on November 30, 2008
A Lion used to prowl about a field in which Four Oxen used to dwell.
Many a time he tried to attack them; but whenever he came near they turned their tails to one another, so that whichever way he approached them he was met by the horns of one of them.
At last, however, they fell a-quarrelling among themselves, and each
went off to pasture alone in a separate corner of the field.
Then the Lion attacked them one by one and soon made an end of all four.
Moral:
United we stand, divided we fall.
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Posted by kathavarta on November 30, 2008
A Fly sat on the axle-tree of a chariot, and addressing the Draught-Mule said, “How slow you are! Why do you not go faster? See if I do not prick your neck with my sting.”
The Draught-Mule replied, “I do not heed your threats; I only care for him who sits above you, and who quickens my pace with his whip, or holds me back with the reins. Away, therefore, with your insolence, for I know well when to go fast, and when to go slow.”
Moral:
Life is not just about Speed.
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Posted by kathavarta on November 30, 2008
A Number of Flies were attracted to a jar of honey which had been overturned in a housekeeper’s room, and placing their feet in it, ate greedily.
Their feet, however, became so smeared with the honey that they could not use their wings, nor release themselves, and were suffocated.
Just as they were expiring, they exclaimed, “O foolish creatures that we are, for the sake of a little pleasure we have destroyed ourselves.”
Moral:
Pleasure bought with pains, hurts.
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Posted by kathavarta on November 29, 2008
A Flea settled upon the bare foot of a Wrestler and bit him, causing the man to call loudly upon Hercules for help.
When the Flea a second time hopped upon his foot, he groaned and said, “O Hercules! if you will not help me against a Flea, how can I hope for your assistance against greater antagonists?”
Moral:
Treat every enemy differently, for victory.
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Posted by kathavarta on November 29, 2008
Some Fishermen were out trawling their nets. Perceiving them to be very heavy, they danced about for joy and supposed that they had taken a large catch.
When they had dragged the nets to the shore they found but few fish: the nets were full of sand and stones, and the men were beyond measure cast downso much at the disappointment which had befallen them, but because they had formed such very different expectations.
One of their company, an old man, said, “Let us cease lamenting, my mates, for, as it seems to me, sorrow is always the twin sister of joy; and it was only to be looked for that we, who just now were over-rejoiced, should next have something to make us sad.”
Moral:
Sorrow is always the twin sister of Joy.
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Posted by kathavarta on November 29, 2008
A Flea thus questioned an Ox: “What ails you, that being so huge and strong, you submit to the wrongs you receive from men and slave for them day by day, while I, being so small a creature, mercilessly feed on their flesh and drink their blood without stint?”
The Ox replied: “I do not wish to be ungrateful, for I am loved and well cared for by men, and they often pat my head and shoulders.”
“Woe’s me!” said the flea; “this very patting which you like, whenever it happens to me, brings with it my inevitable destruction.”
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