Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Tales from the Panchatantra - The Brahmin's Dream

     The Panchatantra is the ancient story collection in India and it is very well-known collection of children stories. There will be a good lesson and a moral of the story at the end in every story. Here we will read an interesting story that is collected from the Panchatantra.

 

the brahmin's dream
The Brahmin's Dream

    The Brahmin's Dream

   Once upon a time, there lived a Brahmin in a village. He was all alone and had no friends or relatives. He was very poor and used to beg for his living. Whatever food he got as begging, he kept in a pot which was made by clay and hung it beside his bed. Whenever he felt hungry, he took out some food from that pot and ate it.

   One day, the Brahmin got a quantity of rice mush, so much that even after eating to his full, a full of his pot was left. The Brahmin was very happy to get such quantity of food. At the middle of the night, the Brahmin lay on his bed but he could not take his eyes from the pot. Soon, he was fast asleep. He began to dream that the pot is overflowing with rice mush.

   The Brahmin dreamed that if a famine came to the land, then he could sell it for a hundred silver coins. With these silver coins, he would buy a pair of goats. They would have kids in every six months and soon he would achieve a group of goats. Then he would trade the goats for buffaloes and cows. Then they would have their young ones. They would grow up and give lots of milk. He would sell the milk in the market and make lots of butter and curd from it. Then he would sell that butter and curd in the market. Like this, he would become a rich man in the country.

   With this money, he would buy a large house with four buildings in a rectangle. A wealthy Brahmin after seeing his wealth would marry his daughter to him. Soon, the wife would deliver a son and he would name him ‘Soma Sharma’. The Brahmin would scold his son Soma, when he would play around all day making noise. But Soma would not listen to him. Then the Brahmin would pick a stick and run after him.

   Buried in his dream, the Brahmin picked up a stick lying near his bed. He started hitting in the air with the stick. While doing so, he hit the clay pot with the stick, the pot broke and all the contents spilled over him. The Brahmin woke up to find that he was dreaming the whole situation. All his dreams got crushed at once.


  Moral of the story: We should not build castles in the air.



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