- I have heard many stories in my life.
- I believe that storytelling is an art as old as civilization itself.
What the story was about? and Who told you this story?
- My grandmother used to tell me stories every night at bedtime.
- All her stories were fun to hear
- Some stories were fairy tales, some of princes and princesses and some were tales from the Panchtantra, which had animal characters in them.
- Most of her stories had some moral behind them
- Here I would like to talk about a story, which she told me many times.
- This is the story of the greedy dog.
- Once upon a time there was a dog
- He was very hungry.
- He wandered here and there in search of food.
- He got a juicy bone from a butcher’s shop.
- He felt very happy.
- He took the bone and ran away.
- He reached on a bridge of a river.
- He saw his own shadow in the water.
- He thought that there was another dog with a juicy bone in his mouth.
- His mouth watered and he wanted to snatch that bone from him.
- He started barking on him and as he opened his mouth, the bone fell down from his mouth in to the river.
- The dog lost his own juicy bone.
- He repented at his greed.
- But, alas nothing could be done.
Why you remember it? And how you feel about it?
- The moral of the story is that the greedy lose what they have.
- Greed is a curse.
- My grandma used to teach me values of life through these stories.
- Now, I tell these stories to my niece and nephew when they come to my place.
- They enjoy these stories a lot.
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