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A crow lived in the forest and was absolutely satisfied in life. But one day he saw a swan. “This swan is so white,” he thought, “and I am so black. This swan must be the happiest bird in the world.”

 

He expressed his thoughts to the swan. “Actually,” the swan replied, “I was feeling that I was the happiest bird around until I saw a parrot, which has two colors. I now think the parrot is the happiest bird in creation.” The crow then approached the parrot. The parrot explained, “I lived a very happy life until I saw a peacock. I have only two colors, but the peacock has multiple colors.”

 

The crow then visited a peacock in the zoo and saw that hundreds of people had gathered to see him. After the people had left, the crow approached the peacock. “Dear peacock,” the crow said, “you are so beautiful. Every day thousands of people come to see you. When people see me, they immediately shoo me away. I think you are the happiest bird on the planet.”

 

The peacock replied, “I always thought that I was the most beautiful and happy bird on the planet. But because of my beauty, I am entrapped in this zoo. I have examined the zoo very carefully, and I have realized that the crow is the only bird not kept in a cage. So for past few days I have been thinking that if I were a crow, I could happily roam everywhere.”

the crow

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Once upon a time there lived four friends in a forest. they were very different from each other, yet , they were best friends and always came to each other’s aid when required. the friends were: a mouse, a crow, a deer, and a tortoise. This story of how these friends, who ordinarily would have been natural enemies helped each other against their biggest enemy – Man, who was a hunter.

One -day, the mouse, crow and deer were gossiping under a tree. they suddenly heard a scream. It was their friend, the tortoise ! He was trapped in a hunter’s net.

” Uh oh!” exclaimed the deer fearfully, ” What do we do now?”

” Do not despair” said the mouse. ” I have a plan” and the three friends huddled together and decided on their plan of action.

The deer ran towards the hunter who was close to the tortoise caught in the net. He reached there without the knowledge of the hunter, and lay down in his path as though dead. The crow flew towards the deer and acted as though he was pecking at the deer. the hunter picked up the net and started walking home, when he suddenly laid eyes on the wondrous sight of a dead deer. ” Hey, here is a deer, all ready for me” He thought and put down his net and walked towards the deer. the crow continued circling the deer, and flapping his wings furiously whenever the hunter tried to push him away. In the meantime, the mouse hopped to the tortoise and stasrted chewing the threads of the net and freed the tortoise. As soon as the crow saw that the tortoise was free, he led out a loud caw and flew away. the deer suddenly got up and ran. the hunter stood stunned and as he went back , he saw the tortoise has also escaped. ” If only I hadn’t been so greedy” he thought.

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The above story has an obvious moral but I also take it with the fact I have visitors for the summer and I have spent a lot of time with them and not much time with this blog. But all good things come in cycles and I will always find time to write for it is a passion. So I haven’t abandoned the blog I have simply paused to spend time with family.

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have a quality summer

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I had to re-qualify for the state this week as a correctional officer (an annual thing), like the (PAT)physical agility test, re-qualify with the firearms and test on policy and procedures. During one of the breaks, I stood by my car and it was very windy. I watched as two crows tried to make their way over the firing range. The wind was blowing them backwards as they attempted to fly forward. Throwing them around, up then down, side to side but they kept trying to fly. The smaller birds however were on the ground and hopped around to make their way to where they wanted to go.

The next day the wind was a lot lighter and I watched as birds flew back and forth with no problems. I thought about how this is the same in our lives. Some days are harder, making our way through the turbulent day but yet the next day will be smooth as silk. We just have to make it through our rough days and calm, clear days will follow eventually. Art~ 2013

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“When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.”  Henry Ford

“A diamond is merely a lump of coal that did well under pressure.”

“Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.”

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tough times don’t last, tough people do

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A crow lived in a tree. It had built its nest on this tree on which there were plenty of fruits and a lot of greenery all around. The crow had everything needed for leading a good life. It had only one problem — it was very jealous.

One day, a mouse arrived and selected this tree for building its burrow. When the crow came to know about the mouse living in the same tree, it thought, “This is my tree. How has this mouse come to build its burrow here? I don’t like it. The mouse must leave this place at once.”

The next day, the crow advised the mouse to leave its tree, but the mouse refused to oblige. The crow, then, threatened the mouse, but the mouse still declined to leave the place. The mouse said, “You are living peacefully high up on the tree, where as my house is in the trunk of the tree. I don’t come in your way. So what is your problem?

The crow shouted with jealousy, I don’t like it! This is my place. You must leave immediately” The mouse, however, decided to stay put.

Days passed. An idea struck the crow. The crow collected the dry grass and twigs, placed it around the mouse’s burrow, and set the pile ablaze. Soon, unable to bear the heat, the mouse ran out. When the mouse saw that its house was on fire, it left the place, cursing the crow.

Enjoying its sadistic pleasure the crow followed the mouse for some distance gloating, “Good! Now, don’t ever come back.”

After some time, the crow decided to return to its nest. But, when it reached its nest, it got the shock of its life upon seeing that its nest was also on fire. Indeed, the whole tree was engulfed in flames. The crow had lost its beautiful house.

THE MORAL

Jealousy is like a rifle with a plugged barrel —the backfire does greater harm than the shot.

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don’t get jealous, I know I’m cute

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A salt seller used to carry the salt bag on his donkey to the market every day. On the way they had to cross a stream. One day the donkey suddenly tumbled down the stream and the salt bag also fell into the water. The salt dissolved in the water and hence the bag became very light to carry. The donkey was happy.

Then the donkey started to play the same trick every day. The salt seller came to understand the trick and decided to teach a lesson to it. The next day he loaded a cotton bag on the donkey. Again it played the same trick hoping that the cotton bag would be still become lighter.

But the dampened cotton became very heavy to carry and it suffered much. It learnt a lesson. Afterwards it did not play the trick and the seller was happy.

MORAL : Luck won’t favor always.

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(Being Honorable; is about doing the right thing all the time. Honor above all things.)

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A Crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a Pitcher which had once been full of water; but when the Crow put its beak into the mouth of the Pitcher he found that only very little water was left in it, and that he could not reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, and he tried, but at last had to give up in despair. Then a thought came to him, and he took a pebble and dropped it into the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped it into the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped that into the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped that into
the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped that into the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped that into the Pitcher. At last, at last, he saw the water mount up near him, and after casting in a few more pebbles he was able to quench his thirst and save his life.

Moral of Aesops Fable: Little by little does the trick

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It helps to be smarter than the average bear…

~a bear playing possum~

 the mind is a muscle that loves to be exercised…

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Art~

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