The story of the deer

Fahad Amjad By Fahad Amjad, 31st Jul 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/o1kv0n01/
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This story related about a stage who love his horn but he disappointed his legs. Please read and say me your comment.

All that glitters is not gold

A deer was belong to a forest. One day, he went to the poor and saw his reflection in a pool of water. He liked his beautiful horns very much and praised them. But, he became sad to his thin, ugly legs. Just at time, a hunter with his hounds appeared at a distance. As the deer heard the cries of dogs, he started running.


The deer ran to some distance in the forest. He could not run further as his horns had been caught in the branches of tree. The hounds reached him. Now, the deer came to understand that his legs were much better than his beautiful horns.


He said to himself, "I was really foolish to hate my thin legs. My horns were my power. And my horns were my beauty. But power is better than beauty. Beauty misleads us. Power saves us."


The story teaches us that all that glitters is not gold. A thing may look very beautiful, but in fact it may be useless. Outside, on the surface, it may be outwardly lovely and beautiful. But it he is inwardly or morally corrupt, what use all this loveliness and beauty?

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author avatar Zohaib
22nd Aug 2013 (#)

hello dears ! i am zohaib from Pakistan (lahore). i wana friendship with you please show me a good responce

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author avatar madugundurukmini
29th Aug 2014 (#)

a nice story, moral is there

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