SHORT STORY: REAL VICTORY

Copyright@shravancharitymission

By Kamlesh Tripathi

 

    Once there lived an arrogant farmer in a village. His name was Sher Singh. He was as dreadful as a tiger. Even for small reasons he used to pick up big fights. He never spoke to the people of the village in a polite manner. And he never visited anyone. Nor did he wish anyone, he came across on the way. The villagers also found him arrogant and avoided speaking to him.

    In the same village. One day a farmer by the name of Dayaram came and settled from a distant location. As compared to Sher Singh he was extremely simple and helpful. He spoke to everyone in a very polite manner. And he always tried to help the villagers. Soon every villager started respecting him and also started seeking advice from him.

    One day few villagers thought of giving some good advise to Dayaram—‘Brother Dayaram! Never visit Sher Singh at his house. And as far as possible. Try and stay away from him as he is a big fighter.’

    Dayaram laughed and said—‘If Sher Singh tries to fight with me I will kill him.’

    Some villagers laughed at this. They knew Dayaram was very kind. Forget killing. He couldn’t have even abused anyone. But someone went and sneaked about Dayaram’s comment to Sher Singh. Sher Singh on hearing this got very angry. And, since then he started looking for opportunities. To pick up a fight with Dayaram. One day he left his bullocks in Dayaram’s fields. They grazed his crop and even destroyed it. But Dayaram quietly drove them out of his fields.

    Another day. Sher Singh changed the direction of the drains. That carried water to Dayaram’s fields. With the result water started flowing in the wrong direction. Leaving his fields dry. But Dayaram without any confrontation. Quietly set the drain right. And in this fashion he kept harming Dayaram. But Dayaram with his cool nature did not give him an opportunity to pick up a fight.

    One day a relative of Dayaram sent him some Kharboozaas (melons) from Lucknow. As a good gesture he decided to distribute them in the village. He sent one to each farmer. But Sher Singh refused to accept it. He sent it back saying, ‘I’m not a beggar, and I don’t accept alms from anyone.’

    During monsoon, one day. When Sher Singh was returning home from the market in his bullock-cart loaded with grains. On the way it got stuck in a mire. Near a nullah (watercourse). Where, his feeble bullocks were unable to pull the cart out of it. When the news reached the village everyone felt—‘Since Sher Singh is a crook. Let him spend the night by the side of the nullah alone.’

    But Dayaram, with his robust bullocks. Immediately left for the nullah. To help Sher Singh. People tried to stop him when they advised—‘Dayaram! Sher Singh has troubled you quite a lot in the past. And you often used to say. If he fights with you. You will kill him. Then why are you going to help him today?’

    Dayaram replied—‘Today, I’ll definitely kill him. And, you all, will be able to see that by morning.’ After this he left.

    When Sher Singh saw Dayaram coming with his robust bullocks to help him. He arrogantly yelled—‘You please go back. I don’t require anyone’s help.’

    Dayaram didn’t slow down. He continued walking towards him in the same pace and said—‘Abuse me if you feel so. Beat me if you wish to. But right now you are in trouble. Your cart is stuck and it’s getting dark. So, I just can’t agree to what you say now. And I must help you.’

    Dayaram, quickly released Sher Singh’s bullocks from the harness and installed his own. Thereafter, his robust bullocks pulled the cart out of the mire. Sher Singh then drove his bullock-cart home. He realized the goodness of Dayaram and politely said to him—‘Dayaram you killed me with your kindness. Now I am no more that arrogant Sher Singh.’ Thereafter, Sher Singh started relating with everyone, with extreme love, kindness and humbleness. To win over evil with goodness is the real victory in life. Dayaram, was able to achieve that.

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