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Tarun patel was a Wiseman . When he spoke,people listen to him. And so,he choose his words and actions carefully.One day a rich man _ _ _ _......
Complete this story with a moral and a name.
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One day a rich man came to meet him .
he said I have heard that u are too wise and clever so I want to take your exam on how much clever u are.
than tarun Patel said yes sir whatever u will ask I will try my best to ans it.
so rich man asked tarun patel that you know that u are wise than say u want to become rich or poor.
Tarun patel answers I don't want to become rich I want to become poor because there are many poors in our country who are still begging i think if we experience by becoming
poor we will certainly understand there pain.
then rich man says okk next question
u want beautifull wife as your lifepartner
or not
the tarun Patel says it doesn't matter for me if the girl is beautiful or not because the thing which matters is good behaviour and good heart.
than rich man ask Patel that if u want to save your wife will u die for her or u will let her die
patel answers No never if my wife will be in danger I will die for her and I will save her
I think that dieying for others sake is so good
I don't fear to die because this body I will have to leave one day. so there is nothing to fear of dieying because life can be stop wherever it want.
rich man answers u are too great Patel I think the most wise man in this world is only u
I appreciate u for your wise thinking.
the moral of story is wise thinking and always thinking about others before thinking of our self is the best ever thing in the world that we can do for others.
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The Story of A Wise Man
Tarun Patel was a wise man. When he spoke, people
listened to him. And so he chose his words and actions
carefully.
One day a rich man invited Tarun Patel to a feast
at his house. I would be honoured Tarun Ji,” said he,
“If you would grace us with your presence tomorrow
night”.
“I will come,” agreed Tarun Patel.
The following night, Tarun Patel put on his
shabbiest and most comfortable clothes. “It is a bit
chilly,” he said and added an old black coat. The
holes in its elbows were patched with swatches from
torn old flour sacks. On his feet Tarun slipped a pair
of ragged sandals. When darkness fell he arrived at
the rich man’s doorstep. A servant opened the door.
“What do you want?” the servant demanded. “Your
master has invited me to his feast,” said Tarun. The
servant peered suspiciously at him. “Wait here,” he
said, “I’ll be back in a moment.” The servant went
in and came back with the rich man. The rich man
waved his hand to the servant. The servant refused
Tarun Patel to come. Tarun Patel went home. He
changed into finest silk garments. He put his best cap
on his head and added a handsome high-collared coat.
He combed his beard.
Once again Tarun Patel reached the rich man’s
house. This time the servant bowed respectfully and
ushered him in. Tarun Patel was given special seat at
the feast.
At last, “Tarun Patel,” said the guests. “We have
all been waiting for you.” The food was served. Tarun
Patel was busy with his food.
“Tarun Patel Ji! What are you doing?” cried the
rich man. For Tarun Ji had begun to spoon the soup
over his best cap. He crumbled the bread and sprinkled
over the shoulders of his handsome coat.
Tarun Ji replied, “When I arrived in rags you
turned me away. Now I am dressed in finery, you
treat me with honour. Clearly it is my clothes you are
welcoming not me.
The rich man hung his head in shame.
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