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No substitute for Hard work...



Long time ago there lived a man who was extremely lazy and poor at the same time.


He did not want to do any hard work but used to dream of being rich one day.

He got his food by begging for alms.

One morning he got pot of milk as part of the alms.

He was extremely delighted and went home with the pot of milk.

He boiled the milk, drank some of it and put the remaining milk in a pot.

He added slight curds in the pot for converting the milk to curd.

He then lay down to sleep.

Soon he started imagining about the pot of curd while he lay asleep.

He dreamed that if he could become rich somehow all his miseries would be gone.

His thoughts turn to the pot of milk he had set to form the curd.

He dreamed on, “By morning the pot of milk would set, it would be converted to curd.

I would turn the curd and make butter from it.

I would heat the butter and make ghee out of it.

I will then go to the market and sell that ghee and make some money.

With that money I will buy a hen.

Then the hen will lay many eggs which will hatched and there will be many chickens.

This chickens will grow and will lay hundreds of eggs and I will soon have a poultry farm of my own.”

He kept on imagining.

“I will sale all the hens of my poultry and buy some cows, and open a milk dairy.

All the town people will buy milk from me.

I will be very rich and soon I shall buy jewels.

The king will buy all the jewels from me.

I will be so rich that I will be able to marry an exceptionally beautiful girl from a rich family.

Soon I will have a handsome son. If he does any mischief, I will be very angry and to teach him a lesson. I will hit him with a big stick.”

During his dream, he involuntarily pick up the stick next to his bed, and thinking that he was beating his son, raised the stick and hit the pot.

The pot of milk broke and he awake from his day dream.

     Moral of the story 

There is no substitute for hard work.

Dreams cannot be fulfilled without hard work.



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