He disappeared into the river and retrieved a golden axe, but the woodcutter said it was not his. He disappeared again and came back with a silver axe, but the woodcutter said that was not his either. The god disappeared into the water again and came back with an iron axe – the woodcutter smiled and said it was his.
The god was impressed with the woodcutter’s honesty and gifted him both the golden and silver axes.
Right beside her sto
od a tall green cactus covered with sharp thorns. The rose disliked growing next to him.
“Look at you,” she would laugh every morning. “You are covered in ugly spikes. No one could ever admire a plant like you.”
The cactus never replied angrily. He simply stayed silent and continued standing peacefully under the sun.
A small sunflower nearby once said, “Rose, beauty is not everything. The cactus has a kind heart.”
But the rose ignored the advice. Day after day, she mocked the cactus for his appearance, while he patiently listened without complaint.
As weeks passed, summer grew even hotter. The desert wind became dry and fierce. Soon, there was no rain at all. Tiny ponds disappeared, the soil cracked, and many plants began to suffer from thirst.
The rose slowly started losing her beauty. Her petals became weak and faded. The once-proud flower bent sadly toward the ground. She tried to stay strong, but each passing day made her weaker.
One afternoon, the rose noticed a sparrow flying down toward the cactus. The little bird gently pecked the cactus and drank fresh water stored inside him.
Surprised, the rose whispered, “You have water?”
“Yes,” replied the cactus kindly. “I store water inside me so I can survive the desert.”
The rose felt ashamed. After being cruel for so long, she hesitated before speaking again.
“Cactus… would you… share some water with me? I don’t want to die.”
The cactus smiled softly. “Of course. Helping someone is more important than holding onto hurt feelings.”
The sparrow carefully carried drops of water from the cactus to the rose every day. Slowly, the rose regained her strength. Her petals became fresh again, and life returned to her fading beauty.
But something inside the rose had changed too.
One evening, as the sun set over the desert in shades of orange and gold, the rose spoke gently to the cactus.
“I was wrong about you. I thought beauty was the most important thing, but you taught me that kindness and generosity are far more valuable.”
The cactus replied warmly, “True beauty is found inside the heart.”
From that day onward, the rose never mocked the cactus again. Instead, they became the best of friends, standing side by side through every season of the desert.
And whenever travelers crossed the sands, they would see not just a beautiful rose or a strong cactus — but a friendship that bloomed through kindness and understanding.
Asha was getting frustrated with life, so she asked her father what to do. He told her to bring an egg, two tea leaves, and a potato. He then boiled them. After 10 minutes, he asked Asha to peel the egg, peel the potato, and strain the leaves.
Her father explained, “Each item was placed into the same circumstance, boiling water. See how each responded differently? The egg was soft but is now hard. The potato was hard but is now soft. And the tea leaves, they changed the water itself.”
The father then asked, “When adversity calls, we respond in the same manner as they have. Now, are you an egg, a potato, or tea leaves?”
There was once a shepherd boy who got bored while watching sheep. He decided to play a trick and cried “wolf! wolf!”. The people who heard rushed over to help him. But they were disappointed when they saw no wolf and the boy laughing at them.
The next day, he did it again and people rushed to his aid only to be laughed at. On the third day, the boy saw a wolf devouring one of his sheep and cried for help. But the people who heard him thought it was another of the boy’s pranks. No one came to help him.
Asha was getting frustrated with life, so she asked her father what to do. He told her to bring an egg, two tea leaves, and a potato. He then boiled them. After 10 minutes, he asked Asha to peel the egg, peel the potato, and strain the leaves.
Her father explained, “Each item was placed into the same circumstance, boiling water. See how each responded differently? The egg was soft but is now hard. The potato was hard but is now soft. And the tea leaves, they changed the water itself.”
The father then asked, “When adversity calls, we respond in the same manner as they have. Now, are you an egg, a potato, or tea leaves?”
Years later, the girl, now grown, fell sick. She went from doctor to doctor, but no one was able to cure her. Finally, she went to the best doctor in town. The doctor spent months treating her until she was finally cured. Despite her happiness, she was afraid she couldn’t afford to pay the bill. But, when she got the bill, it read, ‘Paid in full, with a glass of milk.’
Moral: Kindness is always rewarded.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a clayey pot. And when he saw it, he was glad. He saw a pot half-filled with water. He tried to drink from it but his beak wasn’t long enough to reach the water inside.
Then he saw pebbles on the ground and one by one, he put them in the pot until the water rose to the brim. The crow then drank the water and quenched his thirst.
Moral: Every problem has a solution.
Her father explained, “Each item was placed into the same circumstance, boiling water. See how each responded differently? The egg was soft but is now hard. The potato was hard but is now soft. And the tea leaves, they changed the water itself.”
The father then asked, “When adversity calls, we respond in the same manner as they have. Now, are you an egg, a potato, or tea leaves?”
Moral: Dealing with adversity.
The next day, the farmer took a knife and killed the goose. He cut its stomach open, hoping to find lots of golden eggs. The only thing he found was guts and blood. The farmer realized his mistake and cried. As the days went on, the farmer became poorer and poorer.
Moral: Act before you think.
It was a winter day. A bull was sound asleep under a shady neem tree. The bull was snoring loudly. This loud noise evoked the curiosity of a small mouse passing that away.
The mouse climbed up to the nose of the bull. As the bull snored, the mouse bit his nose madly for fun’s snake. But the bull woke up and snorted “Who bit me and woke me up?” The little mouse replied “Sorry Mr. Bull! I bit you playfully, but I did not expect to wake you up”.
The bull got wild. He started to chase the small mouse. The mouse began to run for his life. At last he found a small hole in a stone wall. He ran into the hole and waited to see what the bull is going to do.
The bull came dashing up to the wall. He was not able to catch the mouse. He roared “You silly creature! I’II teach you a lesson” and dashed against the wall. The wall was too strong for the bull.
The bull heard the mouse saying “Why are you breaking your heard for so small a thing?” He left the place immediately.
MORAL: MIGHT IS NOT ALWAYS RIGHT
Now the crane wanted to take revenge. He invited the fox to dine with him. He served boiled rice in a jug. Its neck was narrow. The fox could eat nothing. The crane enjoyed the food very much. The fox felt sorry for his behavior.
Moral: As you show, so shall you reap?
"Pardon, O King!" cried the little Mouse, "Forgive me this time.
I shall never repeat it and I shall never forget your kindness. And who knows,
but I may be able to do you a good turn one of these days?” The lion laughed
at it and let him off. 
Once there was a king lived in his kingdom. He loves animals so that he had a pet monkey. This monkey was a fool, but was treated royally and moved freely in the king’s palace. King was given all the freedom to the monkeys. He was the best friend of the king. It was happy with the treat given by the King.
Once upon a time there were three little pigs staying together with different shed. One pig built a house of straw while the second pig built his house with sticks. They built their houses very quickly and then sang and danced all day long, because they were lazy. The third little pig worked hard all day long and built his house with bricks.
The black crow saw the falcon from a distance. It thought to catch the rabbit in the same way. What a joke it was to watch the falcon pick up the rabbit from the ground! Now I will catch it myself. 
Once upon a time there lived a white louse in the spacious bedroom of a mighty king. It used to live in the corner of the bed sheet spread over the King’s beautiful bed. Everyday, when the king was fast asleep, the louse sucked his blood and hid himself again into a corner of the bed cover. 
