Every
day one poor fruit-seller went to sell fruits in town. He crossed a forest on
the way to town, and after passing that forest he reached the town.
One
morning walking through the forest, he saw that some people were taking a golden
peacock forcefully and that golden peacock was shouting in human language- Help
me! Help me!
Listening
this, fruit seller went there and started fighting to save the golden peacock,
then liberated it from those people.
Those
people were angry, so they hit fruit-seller until he was flogged to death; and leaving
him in the forest, they again went in search of that golden peacock.
Those
people searched a lot that golden peacock here and there in the forest till
evening and didn’t got it, finally they went back home.
When
those people moved, golden peacock came near to fruit-seller and said- I’m
peacock of golden phylum; you have saved my life by sacrificing your life, what
can I do for you?
Fruit-seller
was counting his last breath, he said- It is difficult for me to live; my home is
at short distance from here where my wife and two sons live, if you can do
anything for them then please do!
The
golden peacock directly went to his home and after telling whole narration, it said
to his wife- Your husband sacrificed his life for saving my life; that’s why
for your help, every night I will give you my one golden feather.
The
one who had passed, never returned back; but by getting one golden feather every
night, their financial condition had started to improve.
Golden
peacock was also happy to live with them, one day it said- When I will die; you
must eat me instead of burning or burying me. Doing this your hair will become
golden, and then you will never have to face the poverty.
By
listening this, fruit-seller’s wife thought with greediness- Instead of Waiting
for one golden feather every day, why not let it kill tonight and eat it.
That
night when golden peacock came to give one golden feather; fruit-seller’s wife
along with his two sons caught the golden peacock, killed and ate it with
greediness by thinking that their hair will become gold.
Till
morning nothing happened. They waited for some days, then also when nothing
happened they realised that they have done such a big mistake whose value was
difficult to redeem.
Indeed
the golden peacock told- When I will die, means by natural, not to be killed by
someone.
Dear
friends, After bad time, good time always come; this is the rule of nature. Good
time should be maintained in safe way; we should not do work by getting blind
in greed, otherwise good time will not take time to change in Bad time. Thank You.
