Once there leaved a pot maker
named murari in a village called
mahadeva.
He would make pots sells them in the
market and within earnings
he would raise his family he had three
parts in his home
one day the three were talking to each
other
like this friends we have been friends
like this
since very long time i wish from my
whole
heart to live together like this forever
i wish to say my dear friend
but i don't wish to leave here anymore
how long should we stay here in a poor
family like this
i wish someone to take me from here.
When the three parts were talking to
each other
a rich man arrives to the pot maker
listen man i want one nice good pot
see sir i don't have good pot or bad pot
all the pots are good whichever you want
you can take it sir
please don't mind i don't want a new pot
but i want old one
old one but sir i have all the new pots
except the three pots which i am already
using whatever it is
i want an old pot the man was
firm on his sword murari had no choice
but to show him the three parts amongst
the three
the rich man chose the third part on
this
the third part says to the other two
look my wish is fulfilled i am going
with a rich man now
saying this the third bod feels happy
the rich man pays money to murari
and takes the pot home
the bot feels very happy to be there.
Days go by one day when the owner was
filling the water in the pot
the pot gets broken from the top
oh i brought this old part thinking it
will be stronger when compared to the
new one
but look at this it's broken now it is
of no use to me
i should throw it the rich man keeps the
pot
away from home the pod feels so sad
and says to self oh no
what should i do now he left me
abandoned
i was happy with my friends but now
i have no one to be called as mine
the pod sadly cries just then
an old man passes by and sees the pot
he lifts the pot and takes it home
while the man was walking towards home
the part thinks in its mind where he
might be taking
to a broken pot like me
the old man keeps it home fills water in
it regularly and drinks
every day the pod asks the old man
sir i am broken and i don't look good
why did you bring me home you could have
bought a new one for yourself
uh i can't afford to buy a new pot
and if you are broken you are satisfying
my trust
that's more important moreover
one's appearance matters nothing as
long they are beneficial to others
remember it
okay appearance is not at all a matter
you are absolutely right sir i was wrong
i always thought staying with the rich
man
will increase my value but the truth is
it doesn't matter where we are it's
important how much we are beneficial for
them
the part gets its lesson since then it
starts living happily
after few days the old man brings the
other two pots home
part three felt happy to see them.
Prince how come you both are here
we got scratches on us our owner
kept us away from home this kind old man
bought us here
meanwhile the old man gets two plants
and puts them in both the pots and
waters them
every day
friend you wanted to go with the rich
man to be
happy but finally the poor old man made
you realize
you are still beneficial when rest of
the people thought you
are useless not only you but also to us
now i understood looks are not important
but what we do for others is be it rich
or poor since then the three friends
stick together happily with the old man.
Thank you ❤️❤️
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