A cuckoo perched herself on a branch next to a crow who was cawing away.
Immediately she began to sing in her melodious voice
...As soon as the poor crow heard the cuckoo’s sweet voice, he became
silent.
On seeing this, the cuckoo said
Heard how melodious my voice is!
And here you are, completely hoarse!
Listening to the cuckoo speak with such arrogance
The crow solemnly replied- Cuckoo! I agree that you have a truly
melodious voice.
But why do you forget that it is a blessing bestowed upon you by God
…What is your contribution to it
That you flit around arrogantly!
On the other hand, though my voice is gruff
I know it is not my doing
So, I have accepted
Even my hoarse voice as the gift of God
And it is this acceptance and wisdom of mine
That makes me a
thousand times more chaste than you
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