Story On A Foolish Stag All That Gllitters Is Not Gold..
Once a stag was drinking water at a pool. He saw his reflection' in the clear water of the poo1. He was greatly pleased to see his beautiful horns. He said in his mind, "How beautiful my horns are!" Suddenly he caught sight of his legs. He felt sad to see them.
He said to himself, "How unlucky' I am to have such thin and ugly legs! Would that my legs were as beautiful as my horns!"As he stood there thinking sadly, he saw some hounds coming towards him. He ran to save his life. His nimble legs, which he hated so much, carried him away from the hounds, standing by him fully.
Unfortunately his horns were caught in a bush8. He tried hard to free himself but in vain. Soon the hounds came up and killed him.
Moral: Do not find fault with the way of God.
OR
Appearances are often deceptive.
OR
Pride hath a fall.
OR
All that gllitters is not gold.
Once a stag was drinking water at a pool. He saw his reflection' in the clear water of the poo1. He was greatly pleased to see his beautiful horns. He said in his mind, "How beautiful my horns are!" Suddenly he caught sight of his legs. He felt sad to see them.
He said to himself, "How unlucky' I am to have such thin and ugly legs! Would that my legs were as beautiful as my horns!"As he stood there thinking sadly, he saw some hounds coming towards him. He ran to save his life. His nimble legs, which he hated so much, carried him away from the hounds, standing by him fully.
Unfortunately his horns were caught in a bush8. He tried hard to free himself but in vain. Soon the hounds came up and killed him.
Moral: Do not find fault with the way of God.
OR
Appearances are often deceptive.
OR
Pride hath a fall.
OR
All that gllitters is not gold.
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