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By Kamlesh Tripathi
By Kamlesh Tripathi
Once there lived
an arrogant farmer in a village. His name was Sher Singh. He was as dreadful as
a tiger. Even for small reasons he used to pick up big fights. He never spoke
to the people of the village in a polite manner. And he never visited anyone nor
did he wish anyone he came across on the way. The villagers also found him arrogant
and avoided speaking to him.
In the same village one day a farmer named Dayaram
came and settled from a distant location. As compared to Sher Singh he was extremely
simple and helpful. He spoke to everyone in a very polite manner and he always
tried to help the villagers. Soon every villager started respecting him and also
started seeking advice from him.
One day the villagers advised Dayaram—‘Brother
Dayaram! Never visit Sher Singh at his house. Try and stay away from him as he is
a big fighter.’
Dayaram laughed and said—‘If Sher Singh
tries to fight with me I will kill him.’
Some villagers laughed at this. They knew
Dayaram was very kind. Forget killing he couldn’t have even abused anyone. But someone
went and sneaked about Dayaram’s comment to Sher Singh. Sher Singh on hearing
this got very angry. And since then he started making attempts to pick up a
fight with Dayaram. One day he left his bullocks in Dayaram’s fields. They grazed
his crop and even destroyed some; but Dayaram quietly drove them out of his
fields.
One day Sher Singh damaged the drain to
Dayaram’s fields with the result water started flowing in the wrong direction.
Dayaram without any confrontation quietly set the drain right. And in this
fashion he kept harming Dayaram; but Dayaram with his cool nature did not give
him an opportunity to pick up a fight.
One day a relative of Dayaram sent him some
Kharboozaas (melons) from Lucknow. And as a good gesture he decided to distribute
them in the village. He sent one to each farmer; but Sher Singh refused to
accept and sent it back saying, ‘I’m not a beggar and don’t accept alms from
anyone.’
During monsoon, one day, when Sher Singh
was returning home from the market in his bullock-cart loaded with grains, on
the way it got stuck in a mire near a nullah (watercourse). His feeble
bullocks were unable to pull the cart out of the mire. When the news reached
the village everyone felt—‘Since Sher Singh is a crook, let him spend the night
by the side of the nullah alone.’
But Dayaram with his robust bullocks
immediately left for the nullah to help Sher Singh. People tried to stop
him, they advised—‘Dayaram! Sher Singh has troubled you quite a lot in the
past. And you used to say if he fights with you, you will kill him. Then why
are you going to help him today?’
Dayaram replied—‘Today I’ll definitely kill
him. And you all will be able to see that in the morning.’ And with that he
left.
When Sher Singh saw Dayaram coming with his
robust bullocks to help him, he arrogantly yelled—‘You please go back. I don’t require
anyone’s help.’
Dayaram didn’t slow down and continued walking
towards him in the same pace and said—‘Abuse me if you feel so, beat me if you
wish to, but right now you are in trouble. Your cart is stuck and it’s getting
dark. So I just can’t agree to what you say right now, and I must help you.’
Dayaram quickly released Sher Singh’s
bullocks from the harness and installed his own. And thereafter his robust
bullocks pulled the cart out of the mire. Sher Singh then drove his
bullock-cart home and realized the goodness of Dayaram and started saying—‘Dayaram
you killed me with your kindness. And now I am no more that arrogant Sher
Singh.’ And thereafter Sher Singh started dealing with everyone with extreme
love, kindness and humbleness. To win over evil with goodness is the real
victory, and Dayaram achieved that.
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