Short story on he proverb "blood is thicker than water"
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Blood is thicker than water
Some people think that friendship is better than blood-relation. The following story shows that this is not true.
There was a wealthy man who had friends all over the country. He also had a brother who was very poor. When they celebrated their parties, they used to throw the bones to the poor brother, as if he were a dog.
One day, the rich man asked his wife: “Is friendship better than blood-relation?” She answered: “How are you going to know?” He asked her to cook red sorrel, let it rot, pound it and give it to him to rub all over his body, like a medicine. She did as he said. Then he told her to go and tell his friends that he was rotting away in the house with a terrible disease. That he wants them to come, so that he can talk to them. She went and delivered his message.
All of them came, but quickly returned because of the terrible smell. None of them entered the room where he was so that they could see each other and talk. They said that he was already rotten, a dead man, why was he calling them, that he must be a witch. As they went, they closed their noses and spat out.
After that he asked her to go and tell his poor brother the same story. She went and told him. He broke into tears and came quickly. He didn’t take note of the smell. He entered the room where he was and fell on him and started mourning: “Oh God, you should have taken me, the wretched instead. This was a good man, who gave us food and drink all over the country. He never hated anyone.
The rich man stood up, held him and wiped his tears away and said: “Now I know that friendship is not better than blood-relation. I have tested you, my brother, and these, my friends, to find out who loves me most. I haven’t died, I am not sick at all. Please forgive me all the bad I have done to you, together with my “friends”!”
They were happy, brewed beer and slaughtered many animals. They ate and drank together with their wives and children. They forgave each other. That was the end of the story.
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The Story of Raghu and Jatin
Once upon a time, there lived a farmer in a village. He had two sons; the elder son Raghu and the younger one Jatin. The two brothers were not very similar to each other. Raghu was very hardworking and calm but Jatin was very lazy and agitating.
When they were growing to be adults, their father died and left them with fields. The two brothers decided to grow crops. But they did not know how to plough the field and plant paddy saplings well.
Raghu used to work with his father sometimes and saw him doing all the works. He worked hard under the scorching rays of the sun and ploughed the field. That year there was no water in ponds so he worked days and nights to bring water from the nearby canal by making drains. In time crops grew in his field and it was golden yellow all over.
But on the other hand Jatin was not even able to plough his field and plant paddy saplings. There was no sign of a single paddy crop wherever one looked.
In mean time food storage emptied for both the brothers. Elder brother was happy to harvest but younger brother was sad and hungry. Jatin asked Raghu to lend him some rice grains.
Moral - Blood is thicker than water.
[ Note: If you work hard, you will be paid with a satisfactory result; even if you don't get something as expected, you will end up learning something good. If you don't work hard, your dreams will keep moving away from your ability. One's ability is built on actions, where you acquire physical and mental strength throughout the course of action. ]