Boy Who Cried Wolf
In a quiet Indian village, a young shepherd boy watched over his flock.
He found the job dull and thought of a naughty game.
Climbing atop a stone, he shouted, “Wolf! A wolf is here!”
The villagers grabbed sticks and ran up the hill.
They saw the sheep grazing peacefully and the boy giggling.
“Don’t lie, child,” they warned. “It’s no joke.”
But the next day, the boy did it again.
He cried, “Wolf! This time, really!”
The villagers rushed again—only to be fooled once more.
Frustrated, they scolded him and left angrily.
On the third day, as dusk fell, a real wolf came.
The boy saw glowing eyes and sharp teeth.
He screamed with all his might, “Wolf! Help me, please!”
But the village stayed silent.
No one came. The sheep scattered or were eaten.
The wolf vanished into the forest, full and satisfied.
The boy sat alone, heart pounding, regret in his eyes.
He returned to the village with empty hands and heavy guilt.
The elders shook their heads, saying, “Words once wasted lose their weight.”
✨Moral: Speak truth, for lies leave you unheard when it matters most.