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KING Sagara waited in vain for the return of the princes who had gone in search of the sacrificial horse. After some days he called his grandson, Amsuman, and said: "I am anxious to know what has happened to the princes who went to Patala. You are brave; go thither, well-armed and find out what has happened and come back crowned with success." Amsuman went closely following the path of the princes and reached the nether world where he saw and paid salutations to the mighty elephants standing guard at the four quarters. These guardians of the quarters uttered encouraging words and said he would succeed in his mission. When in due course Amsuman entered and went round Patala he was delighted when he found the sacrificial horse grazing contentedly there, but was perplexed and distressed when he saw heaps of ashes all over the place. Could they be all that remained of his valiant uncles? Garuda, the bird-king, brother of Sumati, Sagara's second wife, who chanced to be there t

There was a man who was not kind to animals. One day when he was hunting, he found a rattlesnake and decided to torture it. He held its head to the ground and pierced it with a piece of bark. Then as it was caught there, he tormented it. "We shall fight," he said and then burned the snake until it was dead. He thought this was a great jest and so, whenever he found a snake, he would do the same thing. One day another man from his village was walking through the forest when he heard a strange sound. It was louder than the wind hissing through the tops of tall pine trees. He crept closer to see. There, in a great clearing, were many snakes. They were gathered for a war council and as he listened in fright he heard them say: "We shall now fight with them. Djisdaah has challenged us and we shall go to war. In four days we shall go to their village and fight them." The man crept away and then ran as fast as he could to his village to tell what he had heard and seen. The

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Once upon a time there lived a very rich King, whose name was Midas. He had one little daughter whom he loved very much, and whose name was Marigold. King Midas loved gold more than anything else in the world, except his little daughter. One day Midas was enjoying the sight of gold in his treasure room, when a stranger appeared before him. “You are a rich man, King Midas,” he said. “You have a lot of gold in this room. Nobody else in the world has as much.” “Yes, I have,” answered Midas, “but not as much as I wish to have. I wish everything that I touch to be changed to gold.” “The Golden Touch?” said the stranger. “But are you quite sure that this will make you happy?” “Of course, I am,” said Midas. “And will you never be sorry to have the Golden Touch?” ”Never!” cried Midas. “I’ll be very happy”. “Be it as you wish then,” replied the stranger. “Tomorrow at sunrise you will get the Golden Touch.” In the morning, when the sun rose, the King woke up and saw that his bed had been changed

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains. Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Curious, he yells: "Who are you?" He receives the answer: "Who are you?" And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!" The voice answers: "I admire you!" Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!" He receives the answer: "Coward!" He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?" The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention." Again the man screams: "You are a champion!" The voice answers: "You are a champion!" The boy is surprised, but does not understand. Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE. It gives you back everything you say or do. Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.

PART 1 Once upon a time there were three men their names were RAMU, Sunil & GOPAL they live in America &they heard about a golden eye they three heard this news but the eye was in India They planned that they will take that golden eye but the eye was in museum GOPAL told that in museum there will be tight security We will wear security dress. PART 2 Then they three went to India one day they stay in hotel second day morning they think how we will get the police dress Sunil by killing the three police man in night they three go and stand on one shop the three police man come and tell to shopkeeper please close the shop the shopkeeper close the shop then they three kill the police man and they wore the dress on third day on night they three go to museum and they go they didn’t know where is the door card Sunil for some time we will go to hotel and drink coffee GOPAL ok they go to hotel and search the card on left side they found the card and they run t