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A story again from Vishnu Sharma’s Panchatantram
A fox named Chandarava livedin an isolated jungle. The area was very arid
and he could find no food or water to keep his body and soul together. He
strayed into a nearby town.. The Lords of the town, the stray dogs, did not
miss even a second to jump at him with huge howls and the fox was on the run
for his life. He reached a weaver’s house. There, a huge drum of blue dye
was kept ready for colouring some clothes. To hide from his city cousins
the fox jumped into the drum. The bloodthirsty cousins (cousins are always
so) were persistent. The were going round the drum expecting the fox to
emerge at any moment. Yes, emerge he did, but as a different being. Coloured
all over uninterruptedly in acquamarine blue, he looked like a being which
was never created by God anytime before. Seeing this apparition, it was now
the turn of the stray dogs to flee. The fox dismissed them with disdain. He
was clever enough to divine that there was something special in him now. He
tried to see his form reflected in still waters and ensured that his
appearance was something really special.
In his new avatar, christening himself as Kakudruma the great, he made a
ceremonial entry into the forest. The king lion was holding court there
with other animals and chamchas. Kakudruma the great walked into the
conclave with a flourish and declared,
” Ye silly earthly animals. God has understood how useless and inefficient
you all are and has sent me as his special representative to take over the
reins of this forest kingdom. Better you obey the God’s order and also do
my bidding. Destruction on you if you demur” .
The curious shape of Kakudruma had already drained all the courage out of
the animals in the forest with the regal lion in the lead. They gave way to
the new being to be appointed as king. Gracefully, Kakudruma appointed the
lion as the prime minister. The role of the tiger was to guard the harem.
The leopard has the honour of carrying the suitcase of the King. With great
alacrity he avoided the presence of any fox in his retinue. He knew very
well that the danger to one’s welfare always comes from one’s own kin. All
others were assigned posts according to their capacity as conceived by
Kakudruma the great.
Every day the animals would kill their prey and bring the flesh to the
king. The king would eat to his hearts content and then distribute whatever
was remaining to the cabinet colleagues and employees according to their
status.
The entire arrangement was to the greatest sastifaction of the blue fox,
Kakudruma the great.
But time plays wily tricks. The fox was getting more and more lovelorn
without the company of the female species of his own. He could not tell
this openly because then his identity would be betrayed and the consequences
would not be pleasant. He was keeping a stoic silence and bearing the pangs
of love with all the manly valour.
But on a night of full moon, from far away in the woods, he did hear the
howls of his own men and women. He could no longer resist the love-calls of
females of his own species. Unable to control himself he let out a huge
foxy howl..
Lion the prime minister heard it as also the other members of the cabinet
and also the group of menials. They huddled together in an emergency
meeting to understand the meaning of the royal howl. Kakudruma the great
had betrayed himself. The cabinet was quick in execution of their action
plan. With the lion, leopard and the tiger striking in unison, nothing
worth the mention was left of Kakudruma the Great, the blue fox.
Sooner or later, the class shows
A story again from Vishnu Sharma’s Panchatantram
A fox named Chandarava livedin an isolated jungle. The area was very arid
and he could find no food or water to keep his body and soul together. He
strayed into a nearby town.. The Lords of the town, the stray dogs, did not
miss even a second to jump at him with huge howls and the fox was on the run
for his life. He reached a weaver’s house. There, a huge drum of blue dye
was kept ready for colouring some clothes. To hide from his city cousins
the fox jumped into the drum. The bloodthirsty cousins (cousins are always
so) were persistent. The were going round the drum expecting the fox to
emerge at any moment. Yes, emerge he did, but as a different being. Coloured
all over uninterruptedly in acquamarine blue, he looked like a being which
was never created by God anytime before. Seeing this apparition, it was now
the turn of the stray dogs to flee. The fox dismissed them with disdain. He
was clever enough to divine that there was something special in him now. He
tried to see his form reflected in still waters and ensured that his
appearance was something really special.
In his new avatar, christening himself as Kakudruma the great, he made a
ceremonial entry into the forest. The king lion was holding court there
with other animals and chamchas. Kakudruma the great walked into the
conclave with a flourish and declared,
” Ye silly earthly animals. God has understood how useless and inefficient
you all are and has sent me as his special representative to take over the
reins of this forest kingdom. Better you obey the God’s order and also do
my bidding. Destruction on you if you demur” .
The curious shape of Kakudruma had already drained all the courage out of
the animals in the forest with the regal lion in the lead. They gave way to
the new being to be appointed as king. Gracefully, Kakudruma appointed the
lion as the prime minister. The role of the tiger was to guard the harem.
The leopard has the honour of carrying the suitcase of the King. With great
alacrity he avoided the presence of any fox in his retinue. He knew very
well that the danger to one’s welfare always comes from one’s own kin. All
others were assigned posts according to their capacity as conceived by
Kakudruma the great.
Every day the animals would kill their prey and bring the flesh to the
king. The king would eat to his hearts content and then distribute whatever
was remaining to the cabinet colleagues and employees according to their
status.
The entire arrangement was to the greatest sastifaction of the blue fox,
Kakudruma the great.
But time plays wily tricks. The fox was getting more and more lovelorn
without the company of the female species of his own. He could not tell
this openly because then his identity would be betrayed and the consequences
would not be pleasant. He was keeping a stoic silence and bearing the pangs
of love with all the manly valour.
But on a night of full moon, from far away in the woods, he did hear the
howls of his own men and women. He could no longer resist the love-calls of
females of his own species. Unable to control himself he let out a huge
foxy howl..
Lion the prime minister heard it as also the other members of the cabinet
and also the group of menials. They huddled together in an emergency
meeting to understand the meaning of the royal howl. Kakudruma the great
had betrayed himself. The cabinet was quick in execution of their action
plan. With the lion, leopard and the tiger striking in unison, nothing
worth the mention was left of Kakudruma the Great, the blue fox.
Sooner or later, the class shows