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Welcome to MoneyWell's blog, This time i have a story which my uncle told me in my childhood.
Once upon a time there lived a rogue - kalinga. He made his living by getting whatever he wants from the natives of that village. Whoever refuses to give whatever he asks, he goes to greater extent to destroy their family. He is very strong and well built. No one had courage to fight with him after witnessing his easy win over the opponents. People are scared of him and prayed for his demise. Day by day he becomes more vicious.
Raman, a Wiseman happened to come to that village to meet his relatives over there. He learnt the situation and about kalinga the rogue. Raman started collecting details on kalinga. He came to know that kalinga is an illiterate, has poor focus retention and emotional idiotism. Once kalinga went out of the village to visit her sister’s place, which is an hour travel by walk from this village. Raman used this time to gather the villagers. He explained a plan to liberate them from kalinga. After an initial hesitation people half-heartedly agreed to the plan.
Raman carefully picked some people to execute his plan. Everyone in that village is well informed about the plan. They are clear about how to act in a specific situation. The day when kalinga was returning from his sister’s place the wise play started to roll out.
There were set of people in random distance stood in between the path of kalinga’s travel. When kalinga happened to cross the first person from his village traveling opposite side, kalinga called the person by name loudly. That person from the other side came near kalinga running. He wished kalinga and expressed his surprisal. He asked kalinga, “Kalinga gi (respectful), are you not feeling well? You are looking tired. You are not looking normal”. Kalinga refused it quickly and said he is not feeling so. After crossing that person, he became little doubtful on his look. After some time one more person crossed, he wished kalinga and then came near and told that, “Kalinga gi you are looking really sick, do you need any help for the travel”. Kalinga refused and continued travel. Already he started feeling sick by now.
After a while similar instances started happening throughout the way, without fail everyone was making him more intensively sick. They were playing their roles carefully such that he couldn’t even get doubts on them. When he reached his village he was almost not having energy to walk. He fell down. There were set of people came near him and shouting to each other to call their village doctor. The village doctor came and diagnosed that with in few minutes kalinga is going to die. More people started gathering there and they were crying so loudly. Kalinga was not able to get back his energy to get up. He also started to believe that he is going to die. That made him sicker. After some time the doctor said kalinga is no more and he died. The cry became more louder and the custom musical instrumentals were played confirming the death.
Later in the evening the villagers went on death March carrying kalinga. According to the plan, one fellow came near kalinga and told “You idiot, you screwed up most of your peaceful life. You will never go to heaven” and some provoking words. Suddenly kalinga got up and said, “Heyyy you, If I were alive, I would have killed you.” Then he fell down. Finally the villagers cremated him. The villagers happily celebrated their libration from kalinga and thanked Raman.
This was one of the story still reminds in my mind from child hood. This story always affirms me with the power of human mind.
Welcome to MoneyWell's blog, This time i have a story which my uncle told me in my childhood.
Once upon a time there lived a rogue - kalinga. He made his living by getting whatever he wants from the natives of that village. Whoever refuses to give whatever he asks, he goes to greater extent to destroy their family. He is very strong and well built. No one had courage to fight with him after witnessing his easy win over the opponents. People are scared of him and prayed for his demise. Day by day he becomes more vicious.
Raman, a Wiseman happened to come to that village to meet his relatives over there. He learnt the situation and about kalinga the rogue. Raman started collecting details on kalinga. He came to know that kalinga is an illiterate, has poor focus retention and emotional idiotism. Once kalinga went out of the village to visit her sister’s place, which is an hour travel by walk from this village. Raman used this time to gather the villagers. He explained a plan to liberate them from kalinga. After an initial hesitation people half-heartedly agreed to the plan.
Raman carefully picked some people to execute his plan. Everyone in that village is well informed about the plan. They are clear about how to act in a specific situation. The day when kalinga was returning from his sister’s place the wise play started to roll out.
There were set of people in random distance stood in between the path of kalinga’s travel. When kalinga happened to cross the first person from his village traveling opposite side, kalinga called the person by name loudly. That person from the other side came near kalinga running. He wished kalinga and expressed his surprisal. He asked kalinga, “Kalinga gi (respectful), are you not feeling well? You are looking tired. You are not looking normal”. Kalinga refused it quickly and said he is not feeling so. After crossing that person, he became little doubtful on his look. After some time one more person crossed, he wished kalinga and then came near and told that, “Kalinga gi you are looking really sick, do you need any help for the travel”. Kalinga refused and continued travel. Already he started feeling sick by now.
After a while similar instances started happening throughout the way, without fail everyone was making him more intensively sick. They were playing their roles carefully such that he couldn’t even get doubts on them. When he reached his village he was almost not having energy to walk. He fell down. There were set of people came near him and shouting to each other to call their village doctor. The village doctor came and diagnosed that with in few minutes kalinga is going to die. More people started gathering there and they were crying so loudly. Kalinga was not able to get back his energy to get up. He also started to believe that he is going to die. That made him sicker. After some time the doctor said kalinga is no more and he died. The cry became more louder and the custom musical instrumentals were played confirming the death.
Later in the evening the villagers went on death March carrying kalinga. According to the plan, one fellow came near kalinga and told “You idiot, you screwed up most of your peaceful life. You will never go to heaven” and some provoking words. Suddenly kalinga got up and said, “Heyyy you, If I were alive, I would have killed you.” Then he fell down. Finally the villagers cremated him. The villagers happily celebrated their libration from kalinga and thanked Raman.
This was one of the story still reminds in my mind from child hood. This story always affirms me with the power of human mind.
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