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BLACK MAGIC POT
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Long time ago, there lived an old woman in Bishanpur village. Her son and daughter-in-law had died. Her grandson was her only hope. The grandma and grandson lived on whatever money they made by selling wood.
One day the old woman fell I'll. Her grandson went to jungle alone.
At noon, after collecting wood he sat down to eat his lunch. Suddenly a hunchback old woman come to him leaning on her stick. She said,"Son, I am hungry."
The boy lied, "Grandma! I had already eaten a lot of jungle fruits. Don't worry."
The old woman gave a black pot to the boy and revealed,"Son! For thanks I give you this black magic pot. It will produce whatever you want to eat. When you don't want any more tell the black pot to stop."
The grandson kid went home with the magic pot. At night he said to black magic pot, "Magic pot! Give us tasty foods."
The pot began pouring out Halwa, Pooris, Kheer, Pulao, Subzis, Paranthas etc.
One day the boy went to jungle alone to collect wood. The old woman was sick. At noon she felt hungry. So she said to magic pot, "O black magic pot! Give me nice food to eat."
The old woman ate as much as she could. Then she went to her room to sleep without telling magic pot to stop.
The black magic pot kept pouring out foods. The foods spilled out in streets. The foods kept spreading layer after layer. When the grandson returned from jungle in the evening he was shocked to see the mad scene. He swam to his house through river of curry and ordered the pot to stop. It took days for the entire village folk to clear the mess.
Moral: Even good thing is good
only within limits.
(Thank for read And please comment Me.)
BLACK MAGIC POT
Read Now÷
Long time ago, there lived an old woman in Bishanpur village. Her son and daughter-in-law had died. Her grandson was her only hope. The grandma and grandson lived on whatever money they made by selling wood.
One day the old woman fell I'll. Her grandson went to jungle alone.
At noon, after collecting wood he sat down to eat his lunch. Suddenly a hunchback old woman come to him leaning on her stick. She said,"Son, I am hungry."
The boy lied, "Grandma! I had already eaten a lot of jungle fruits. Don't worry."
The old woman gave a black pot to the boy and revealed,"Son! For thanks I give you this black magic pot. It will produce whatever you want to eat. When you don't want any more tell the black pot to stop."
The grandson kid went home with the magic pot. At night he said to black magic pot, "Magic pot! Give us tasty foods."
The pot began pouring out Halwa, Pooris, Kheer, Pulao, Subzis, Paranthas etc.
One day the boy went to jungle alone to collect wood. The old woman was sick. At noon she felt hungry. So she said to magic pot, "O black magic pot! Give me nice food to eat."
The old woman ate as much as she could. Then she went to her room to sleep without telling magic pot to stop.
The black magic pot kept pouring out foods. The foods spilled out in streets. The foods kept spreading layer after layer. When the grandson returned from jungle in the evening he was shocked to see the mad scene. He swam to his house through river of curry and ordered the pot to stop. It took days for the entire village folk to clear the mess.
Moral: Even good thing is good
only within limits.
(Thank for read And please comment Me.)
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