A story most from my generation must have heard as children sitting on the lap of their grandma (don’t know what is said to them these days). It goes generally like this:
In a village an old woman sitting under a tree prepared vada’s for sale.
A crow sitting on the tree waited for an opportunity.
When the woman was looking away, the crow swooped down and flew up and away, picking up a delicious vada in its beaks, all in a flash.
As it sat on a branch of a nearby tree, ready to savour its booty, a fox came along. .
Espying the crow atop with the vada in its beaks,the scheming fox spoke:
‘Oh my friend there, news got to me you’re blessed with a very sweet voice that has thekoels go away in shame! I have come from a long distance only…
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