story on all that gliteers is not gold
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There was a merchant in the Bahamas who sells iodide salt.his name was artio. in the beginning, he was very poor but as the day passes he became richer and richer. he was very large-hearted and kind man. everybody likes him very much because of his kindness towards the needy people. there was also another merchant who was a greedy, unkind and cruel person. his name was Kranti. nobody likes him. as artio's place and business became more valuable, his business was in a great loss. he always needs a chance to throw artio from his place but he couldn't do that because the public was with him. then he planned and became a poor man who is workless, homeless and foodless. one day artio saw this poor man(kranti) on his way. he inquired about him and found that he is a good person from the heart and trustful too. and he decided to make the poor man(kranti) as his manager. kranti succeed in his plan. the day passes Kranti made a very good image in front of artio. one day artio gave Kranti his business documents which were very important. this greedy Kranti made a false sign and became the owner of all the properties of artio. when artio knew about it he was not so tensed because those documents were duplicate and the original one was with artio. after all, artio realized that all that glitters is not gold.
the moral of the story is we should not believe anybody blindly and should know all the information about a person before appointing him in a work.
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'All That Glitters Is Not Gold'
One day when I was sitting on my sofa I heard a knock on my door I opened it and found a vendor had came to sell beautiful embroidery sarees to my mother. I knew that my mother had always been a fancy of fashion.
The sarees were so beautiful that my mother bought 5 of them. My mother was very happy to see such beautiful designed embroidery sarees at so low rate. She thought of wearing them at my friend's house tonight.
She wore a beautiful embroidered saree . Everyone gathered there gazed soulfully at her saree . No one can believe that mother got them so cheap. All of them whispered that it was fake .
My mother quite curtly replied that she had no intention to do a loss as she knows exactly what to buy and what not to buy.
Next day , when my mother was washing the saree she could see all the fibres and colour was coming out and the colour of the saree had faded than before. She can't just imagine her bad fate. From then on my mother had not bought anything so cheaply and trustly .