In one of the villages of southern India, there lived a weaver by name Mandharaka. Mandharaka was not very rich as he had no helpers and had to weave cloth by himself and with limited resources, he could not earn much money. One day, while he was weaving a cloth, the weaving frame suddenly broke. […]
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This is a folk tale from the North of India. Long long ago, there lived an old man near the city of Varanasi. His wife had died young and he had two sons. The elder one, Sonu, was blind at birth and the younger one Monu was a happy go lucky fellow hardly caring to […]
Once upon a time, there was an old man by name Rao. Rao was very rich and possessed four houses and a lot of gold. Rao’s wife had died long back and he was well taken care of by his four sons. Rao had grown old and things were going on smoothly till such time […]
This is a story from the Panchatantra about the Crows and Owls. Long long ago in the forests of Central India there was a huge banyan tree in a place called Mahilaropya, on which a whole colony of crows lived. Their king’s name was Meghavarna. The crows had only one grievance that a pack of […]
Once upon a time, there was a man named Buddhamitra, who owned a fine white bull which was called Nandi Vishala. The man looked after the bull with great affection and care and treated it as he would treat his own son. Nandi Vishala was very happy to work for Buddhamitra. One day Nandi […]
Once upon a time there lived a man by name Ramaiah in Andhra who had a servant by name Kuppan. Kuppan was a very clever and shrewd fellow. One day, his master brought home two ripe big mangoes. They had a heavenly aroma and Kuppan was attracted to them. His master told him, “Kuppan, my […]
This is a story from the Panchatantra. Long ago, there lived in the jungles of central India, a jackal by name Chandaraka. One day, Chandaraka did not get any prey in the jungle. Hunger drove him to the outskirts of the jungle and he entered the town. Being new to the town, he was wandering […]
Long long ago, in a village in North India, there lived a well-to-do farmer named Balbir. He was a hard worker and was very sincere and so naturally, he earned a good amount of money. His wife was also a sweet-natured lady. Unfortunately, his wife died during childbirth of their first child, a son, who […]