There once lived a poor woodcutter named Ramu in a little village next to a thick forest. Cutting wood from the forest and selling it in the market was how he made his living. He was a guy of integrity and diligence. Despite his lack of wealth, he was always happy with what he had and never cheated on anyone. He was cutting wood along a river one day when his axe slid out of his hands and into the deep water. Since the axe was his sole source of income, Ramu started to worry a lot. He looked for it but was unable to locate it. He pleaded, "Oh God, please help me find my axe," as he sat by the riverbank, exhausted and without hope.I won't be able to earn my bread without it." The river goddess appeared before him after hearing his earnest supplication. "Is this your axe?" she questioned, holding a golden axe in her hand. Ramu shook his head, gazing at the gleaming golden axe. "No, I don't own this. He was honest when he said, "My axe was made of iron." After grinning, the goddess plunged her hand once again into the water. "Is this your axe?" she questioned, pulling out a silver one this time. "No, my axe was not made of silver either," Ramu remarked, shaking his head once again. It was only a typical iron axe. His candor delighted the goddess. Once again, she plunged her fingers into the water and eventually produced a rusty, ancient iron axe. She said, "Is this your axe?" Ramu's expression brightened. "Yes! My axe is this! I really appreciate you giving that back to me," he remarked appreciatively. The goddess rewarded him because she was impressed by his honesty. "Because you have been truthful and honest, I will give you all three axes—the iron one, the silver one, and the golden one!" she said. Ramu felt really thankful. With the three axes, he returned to his hamlet after thanking the goddess. Everyone applauded his honesty and good fortune when he showed them to his fellow villagers and explained what had transpired. But after hearing Ramu's narrative, a rapacious villager made the decision to take a chance.eventually produced a rusty, ancient iron axe. She said, "Is this your axe?" Ramu's expression brightened. "Yes! My axe is this! I really appreciate you giving that back to me," he remarked appreciatively. The goddess rewarded him because she was impressed by his honesty. "Because you have been truthful and honest, I will give you all three axes—the iron one, the silver one, and the golden one!" she said. Ramu felt really thankful. With the three axes, he returned to his hamlet after thanking the goddess. Everyone applauded his honesty and good fortune when he showed them to his fellow villagers and explained what had transpired.
Moral of the Story: Honesty is always rewarded, while dishonesty leads to loss and regret.
0 Comments