Jackal and Drum

Once near a forest, a fierce battle ensued between two kings. One won and lost the other. The armies returned to their cities. Just then, an army drum was left behind. Bhat and Baran, who played the drum with the army, used to tell stories of valor at night. After the war, a thunderstorm occurred. In the thrust of the storm, he drifted and drifted and stood near a dry tree. The dry twigs of that tree were soaked with the drum in such a way that the strong wind would hit the drum and there was a resonant sound of the drum. A jackal used to roam that area. He heard the sound of drums. He was very scared. He had not heard any animal before uttering such a strange voice. He began to think about what kind of animal it is, which speaks such loud speech ‘Dhammadham’. The jackal would hide and look at the drum, to know whether the creature was about to fly or to run on four legs.

One day the jackal hid behind the bush and kept an eye on the drum. Just then, a squirrel jumping down from the tree jumped on the drum. There was also the sound of lightning. The squirrel kept munching on the drum. The jackal blew and went near the drum. Sniffed him. He did not see the head of the drum nor his feet. Then the twigs collided with the drum with a gust of wind. Dham sounded and the jackal jumped up and fell back.’ Now I understand’, said while trying to get up the jackal, ‘This is an outer shell. The organism is inside this shell. The voice is telling that whatever organism lives within this shell, it should be thick and fresh. Body full of fat That’s when it speaks loudly of Dham-Dham. ‘

As soon as he entered his den, the jackal said, ‘Oh jackal! Get ready for dinner. I have come after locating a very fresh prey. ‘Siari started asking, “Why didn’t you bring him to death?” Siari started asking, “Why didn’t you bring him to death?”

The jackal rebuked him, ‘Because I am not a fool like you. He is hidden inside a shell. The shell is such that it has dry skin doors on two sides. If I tried to hold my hand from one side, he would not run away from the other door?

When the moon came out, both went towards the drum. While they were approaching, the wind then struck the drums and the sound of drumming came out. Sayar said in Siari’s ear, ‘Heard his voice? Just think, whose voice is so deep, it will be so fresh. Straighten both the drum and sit on either side of it and tear the edge of both the skinned parts of the drum with the teeth attached. As soon as the skin started cutting, the jackal said, ‘Be smart. Putting your hands in together is to catch the victim.

Both of them put their hands inside the drum with the sound of ‘Hoon’ and began to grope inside. There was nothing inside. Only got hold of each other’s hands.
Both shouted, ‘Hai! There is nothing here. ‘ And they were beaten to the forehead. Lesson: People who make big boons are hollow from inside just like drums.
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After hearing this story, Pinglak said, “Brother, what should I do?” When my whole family and all my friends are afraid to run away, how can I be the only patient? ”

Damanak said, “What is the fault of your servants! The servants will do as the owner does. Even then you stay here till I find out exactly about that voice. ”

Pinglak asked in surprise, “Are you really thinking of going there?” Damanak replied, “Any work that a qualified servant can do by the command of the master, whether he has to put his hand in the snake’s mouth or across the sea. Kings should keep such a servant close to them forever. “

Pinglak said, “If this is the case then go, gentleman, may your path be auspicious.”

The oppressor saluted him and proceeded towards the voice.

Pinglak began to regret that I unnecessarily came to the words of the oppressor and told him the secret of my mind. What is his faith He is disgusted because of being stripped of the first minister’s post? To get revenge, it is possible that the oppressor will meet the enemy in greed and later kill me by ambush. Well, now there is only one way to hide somewhere and see the path of the oppressor.

On the other hand, Damanak reached the Sanjeevak while searching, so there was no place for his happiness. The fear of which Singh was dying, he is just a small bull. The oppressor started thinking of benefiting from this situation – now Pinglak can be easily subdued by doing anything with this bull. Thinking this, he returned to Pinglak.

Pinglak sat down watching him coming. Damanak bowed to Pinglak.

Pinglak asked, “Did you see that terrible creature?” ”

Damanak said, “By your grace I have seen him.”

Pinglak wondered – ‘Really?’

Pinglak said to erase his blush, “Then how did that powerful animal leave you?” Perhaps he would have left you because powerful people hate or befriend the same force as them. Where is that Mahabali and where is a despised, humble creature like you! “

Damanak disguised his mind and said, “That’s right. He is really great. I am powerful and I am a very petty, lowly creature. Even if you say so, I can bring it and serve you. “

Pinglak was surprised and said, “You tell the truth? Is this possible? ”

Damanak said, “Nothing is impossible for the intellect.”

Then Pinglak said, “If this is the case then I appoint you as my minister from today itself.” I give you the right of mercy and punishment on the subjects. ”

Pleasantly oppressed after getting the position and authority, he walked gracefully to Sanjeevak and growled and said, “Ore evil bull, come here.” My lord Pinglak is calling you. In this way how dare you to blush and thunder? “

Sanjeev asked, “Who is this Pinglak, brother?”

Damanak replied, “Hey! Don’t you know Vanraj Singh Pinglak? Now you will know. See, the lion sitting with his family under the banyan tree is our lord Pinglak. ”

Hearing this, Sanjeevak shivered. He said in a bitter voice, “Brother, you look clever. Forgive me your master, I will go with you right now. “

Damanak said, “It’s okay, yours! Okay, stay. I just come by asking Swami. “

He went to Pinglak and said, “Swami, he is not an ordinary animal. That is the vehicle of Lord Shankar, Taurus. On asking me, he told me that by the order of Lord Shankar, he regularly comes here and grazes green grass on the banks of the Yamuna and roams in this forest. ”

Pinglak said fearfully, “This will be true, because, without the grace of God, this creature that is grass-fed cannot stagger, fearlessly wandering in a forest full of snakes.” Well, tell me what he says now?

Damanak said, “I have told him that this forest is under the possession of my lord Pinglak Singh, the vehicle of Bhagwati Durga, so walk with him and live happily in this forest. Hearing me, he has begged you to befriend him.

Pinglak was very happy. He said praising, “Minister, you are blessed! I gave him a grant, But you also bring me tribute from him and bring me to me. “Damanak shuddered at his intelligence and luck and then reached Sanjeev. Said, “Friend! My master has given you a grant. Now you go with me fearlessly. But remember that you should treat us appropriately even after getting the king’s favor and grace. Do not sit arrogantly and behave arbitrarily.
I will rule in due course. Both of you will get the happiness of Rajya-Lakshmi by your stay on the post of minister. Those who do not properly respect good, moderate, and inferior people due to arrogance, even after receiving the honor of the king, suffer like a thorn. ”