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Talking Myths - An online archive of traditional tales from Indian subcontinent
Folktale

How to be a wise man

 

There was a village simpleton who dreamt of becoming a respected wise man as he was mocked by his friends as the village fool. One day he expressed his wish to his friends. “How can I become a wise man ?” he asked innocently. They advised him to visit the Guru who sat under the Peepul tree just outside the village boundary.

The village simpleton approached the guru who was none other than one of his friends in disguise as a Guru. Folding his hands, he asked” Sir, the whole village laughs at me and calls me an idiot. I want to become a wise man like you . What should I do to be a wise man?” Guru thought for a while and said, ” If you follow my instructions religiously, you will be a wise man one day. You will have to get me a large fresh fish from the river every day”. It was a strange request. But simpleton was desperate man, willing to do anything to achieve his goal.

He started getting fish for the guru every day. Guru would cut the head of the fish give it to dullard and tell him to cook and eat it as ‘prashad’ . Months passed by and the routine followed. One day, simpleton after handing over the fish to guru asked him” Sir, every day I get one whole fish. You give me the head as ‘prashad’. but what happens to the rest of body of the fish?” Guru laughed and said” Son, you have become a wise man now. you need not get me fish from tomorrow onwards.”

Story Collected by Vidya Kamat
Source: Kamala Nilakanth
Location : Kerala

Image Copyright: Vidya Kamat

December 6, 2020by admin
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Myth

When Earth fell in love

 

This is a tribal myth from the Gond community, told during harvesting as part of ‘bidri rites’ or sowing time in the month of November.

Once Earth and Sky fell madly in love with each other. They decided to approach the creator Bhagwan and confess to him about their love.

Bhagwan was very happy and said” Let us get you married, and I will offer the bride”. Having said this, Bhagwan made grand preparations for the wedding and invited each and every creature to celebrate the event. All the creatures rejoiced as the festivities began. But the Jackal was grumpy and stayed aloof with a smirky smile. He did not take part in any of the festivities, nor helped Bhagwan to entertain the guests. As the moment of wedding approached, Bhagwan brought out the coy bride Earth clad in red wedding saree, adorned with the finest jewellery to offer her hand in marriage to the Sky. As she was about to offer her hand to the Sky, Jackal shouted in a loud and clear and contemptuous voice,” Surely Bhagwan has gone mad. The world is coming to an end!” Everyone in the wedding hall turned their heads towards the Jackal in shock. Earth, visibly startled and confused, halted her hand midway. Many were angry. But Jackal kept on repeating that Bhagawan is making a big mistake by agreeing to the marriage of Earth to Sky. “We are all doomed if Earth and Sky are married “he said adamantly.

Bhagwan patiently approached Jackal and asked him why he was uttering such unholy words during an auspicious moment. The cunning jackal replied, ” Oh Bhagawan! How come you have forgotten a simple truth? When Earth and Sky have their conjugal embrace there will be no space left between the two, and all the creatures living on Earth will be crushed to death. We all will die.”

Bhagawan at once realised the seriousness of his comment and immediately cancelled the wedding. Earth was married to Sun.

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Story Collected by : Vidya Kamat

Source: Folktales from Central India by Durga Bhagvat

Location : Madhya Pradesh

Image Copyright: Vidya Kamat

December 6, 2020by admin
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