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there was once a hare that boasted that it was the fastest creature on earth.the old and wise tortoise heard this and invited the hare for a race.the hare accepted the challenge with a sneer.the race would last for three days roughly.the race was flagged by the elephant.the hare took a good lead and decided to rest.it chanced upon a plant and decided it will burn it.burn it did.the hare got high.it imagined a million things.and it kept smoking the weed for hours together.the tortoise finally caught up with the hare and tried waking it up.said the hare"i know i can beat you.don't wake me up from this dream.let me be".and the tortoise went on to win the race.the hare had the best days of his life smoking the weed.and it went back to its place.with the big tortoise gone.the grass on the ponds bank,the tender ones-was all his.the tortoise died from exhaustion.and news got around that the hare was slower than the tortoise.so the tigers,lions and such creatures under estimated the hare.the hare happily got away.some lions believed they were loosing it and hence dint speak of the fast hare.the lioness dint want to be called a weirdo.so no one spoke of the fast hare.they always speak of the tortoise that beat the hare
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So, am I the first one to comment over here, and disturb your lonely, cozy existence?
Interesting story. Don't know if it was supposed to have a moral. But that you could tell me at commenting on this post (click)!
And that post is not even 1% as interesting as your story. I didn't burn any weed while writing it! ;)
How did you chance upon my blog? Or are you the 'pagal kutta' who'd introduced himself on wise donkey's blog?
No, I'm not talking panchatantra! ;)
mr.ketan-the moral is-weed gives you clarity and wisdom.and i saw you put some long and interesting comments in a blog that talked of fractals.i forgot that blog name.
mr.srivats-maybe youre on weed?or old age maybe.
lol! whats purpose of winning a race,if you get the prize w/o running it! pleasure is the prize!
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