A Foolish Stag Story
Once upon a time there lived a stag in a forest. He was proud of his swift speed , sharp and pointed horns and well built body. He used to stroll in the forest and enjoyed life to its peak. One day he felt thirsty. He reached a nearby stream to quench his thirst. While drinking water, he saw his own reflection in the transparent water of the stream. He was pleased to see his beautiful horns that were like a crown on his head. He was intoxicated by their beauty and could not help praising them .His wandering eyes reached to his thin legs. He was grieved at their ugliness. He thought them a slur upon his beautifully built body.
He was lost in these thoughts when he heard the bark of some hounds. This trouble pulled him back from his thoughts. He was frightened and started running for his life. His thin legs helped him a lot and within no time he was out of the reach of the hounds. He reached in the dense part of the forest. Everything was in his favour as he was completely out of the sight of his enemies. Suddenly his pointed horns got entangled in a thorny bush Out of frying pan into the fire; he tried his best to get rid of the bush but in vain.
His thin legs which he disliked proved a blessing for him and took him away from the danger. He realized that appearance is often deceptive. He was sure that his days were numbered. Soon the hounds approached him and torn him into pieces. His favourite horns proved the cause of his death.
Possible Morals:
- All that glitters is not gold.
- Pride hath a fall.
- Appearance is often deceptive.
