An Honest Woodcutter
Story No. 01
One day a woodcutter was cutting wood on the bank of a river in a dense forest. He used to collect wood daily from the forest and sell it for his living. By chance his axe slipped from his hands and fell into the deep waters of the river. It was quite impossible to take out the axe from there as the water was deep and flowed fast. So he sat on the bank of the river and started weeping as the only source of his living was gone.
God Mercury-The water-god, took pity on his condition and appeared before him. He asked him the cause of his worry. The woodcutter told him the story of his woe. The god took pity on him. He dived into the water and got out a glittering golden axe and presented it to the woodcutter. He refused to take it saying that his was an ordinary axe. How could he take the golden axe? The god disappeared again and got out a silver axe, this time. The woodcutter again refused to take this axe too saying this was not his axe. Now the god dived into the water a third time and got out his own iron axe. The woodcutter’s joy knew no bounds. He accepted the axe gladly and thanked the god with folded hands. The god was very happy to see the honesty of the woodcutter. As reward for his honesty, the god gave the other two axes, one golden and the other silver, to the woodcutter as a reward for his honesty.
Thus the woodcutter was rewarded for his honesty so much that he left the present job of a woodcutter and became a rich man.
Moral : Honesty is the best policy
Or
Honesty never goes unrewarded.
Story No. 01
Every Man is The Architect of His Own Fate
Inder was so poor that he owned nothing except the axe he needed to earn his living as a woodcutter. One day, by a stroke of ill fortune, while he was working on the bank of a river, the blade of his axe flew off the handle and sank into the river. Poor Inder was unhappy; now, how could he cut the wood, which had always earned him the little food that he ate?
His heartfelt sighs were overheard by a strange old man. As soon as he was told what had happened, the old man dived into the river and re-emerged a few moments later, holding up a golden hatchet.
‘Is this the one you lost?’ he asked. ‘No, that’s not my hatchet,’ Inder replied.
The old man dived into the water again and came up holding a silver hatchet. ‘No, that’s not mine either,’ the woodcutter confirmed. On the third occasion, the old man came out holding Inder’s blade. ‘Yes, that’s mine!’ laughed the happy woodcutter.
Take it. You owe me nothing for the help I have given you. Rather, since you have shown yourself to be neither greedy nor dishonest, you deserve to be rewarded. You can also keep both the golden and the silver axes!’
Honesty is the best policy. An honest man is the noblest work of god.
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