Dream of a meditative rat! .

- Death was imminent. Sitting meditative mouse holding hairy. The lion had to escape. The crow had to escape

- After talking about becoming the king of the jungle. But you can take the experience of the king of the jungle by staying one day with the lion king of the jungle. Then become the king of the jungle

Rate. Name. Meditation. Meditation rats. Manan Undar had a lot of pride in his mind for such a beautiful name. Saying to everyone: 'Look, my name is Manan. No one has such a beautiful name for me. The monks are constantly chanting my name. Meditates. Meditates. What a holy being I am. No one takes your name morning or evening. ' Manan Undar is proud of his name and roams the city from the roof to the forest.

A cafe named in the mind of a contemplative rat, intoxicated. The animals of the forest were amazed by this new behavior of the thinking mice. When he is gone, everyone should look at him with one eye. No one says anything. Don't speak Contemplative rats do not look at anyone intoxicated with their name. Don't speak Just be stubborn in your own name. Animals have in mind that brother, Manan is a rat. The name is intoxicating. Don't ask. Will be. It convinces the mind to do so knowingly.

The lion king, the king of the forest, was furious when he saw the roar of the manan rat. I, the king of the jagal, do not do so much rof and manan rat does so much rof in his own name. The demeanor of the meditating rat has to be brought to the place. But what to do? Singh Manan was angry with the rat's roof. He was in a dilemma as to what to do.

One day a rat was walking on a forest ladder. His name is Sundar, his coffee is beautiful, his intoxication was still his. There is such a big forest. The king of the jungle is the lion. It doesn't have such a beautiful name. The lion is the king of the forest, but his name is not like mine. Contemplation took place in the mind of the rat. If I have such a good name, why don't I become the king of the jungle? Manan Rat liked the idea. Why don't I become the king of the jungle? Manan rat got into the gale. Thinking about it, he walks on the steps of the forest. I am engrossed in dreaming of becoming a king.

Is engrossed.

Meet in front of the fox brother. Manan is happy to see the rat fox. Wow! The fox brothers met many days. The dream of becoming the king of the jungle was simmering in the mind of Manan Rat. If the fox brother has come, let me tell you what happened to my mind. Shiyalbhai knew that Manan Undar was proud of his name. And shoots at all. Intimidating. No animal has a beautiful name like mine. The fox brother is clever. The meditating rat is coming towards him from the roof. A guessing guess. The fox did not say anything. Remained silent.

The fox brother came and stood in front of Manan Under Roof. The fox brother said: 'Manan rat, why are you thinking? What happened? ' Contemplation rats in the mind. What's the point of talking about the mind if the fox asks? Manan Undar said, 'Fox brother, from now on an idea haunts me. My name is Manan Rat. No animal has such a sacred name. So why can't I be the king of the jungle? I want to be the king of the jungle. Show me a simple solution. '

The fox brother had in mind. Manan Undar has got pride of name. Now the lust for power is awakened. Now to be the king of the jungle. Shiyalbhai thought it would be better if he did not lose his life in lust. Is a small creature. Pity came. The fox brother came up with a solution. The fox brother spoke: 'Manan rat, there is a remedy. After talking about becoming the king of the jungle. But you can take the experience of the king of the jungle by staying one day with the lion king of the jungle. Then become the king of the jungle. Manan Under asked: 'You are right. But how do I get the experience. Show it. The fox brother said: 'Experience one day by hiding in the hair of the lion king of the forest.' The fox-brother's words came right down to Manan Undar's throat. Manan rat started jumping happily. Happened to the fox brother. Manan likes my point. Happened. Work done. The fox caught the walking from there.

It was noon. The lion was resting under a deciduous tree in the forest with his eyes closed. Takde manan rat passed through there. Manan Undar saw Raja Singh resting under a tree. The eyes are closed. This is a great opportunity. Manan Rat quickly climbed the tree. And the lion jumped where he slept. The manan rat fell into the lion's plump hair and hid. The crow sitting on another tree saw this. What happened to Kagdabhai? The hairy meditating rat did not appear.

The lion woke up knowing that something had fallen into his hair. Stood up. Roaring. Shaking the hairy. Manan was hiding right next to the rat. The lion roared. The body sweated. The hairy trembling saved the life of the man who was barely able to catch the hair. Manan rat's limbs fell off. The creature clung to the palate. The lion rubbed his neck and hair with the trunk of a tree. The hairy manan, hidden in the hair, rubbed lightly on the body with the trunk of a tree. The contemplative rat cried out. Scratched on the body. The body becomes inflamed. The hairy one kept coming back slowly. Tears came to my eyes.

The lion came to the green meadow. The lion was calm now. The meditating rat was relieved. A cold wind was blowing. The lion was relieved. The meditating rat was also relieved. The lion was hungry now. Two or three deer cubs were grazing in the green meadow. The lion's eye was on the cub. The meditating rat had no pastime. The lion swooped down and swooped down on the deer calf. The meditating rat had no problem. But the slow motion of the lion was astonishing. Manan looked at the rat from the hairy. I saw two or three deer calves in the meadow. I saw the lion's eye there. Manan Rat was shocked. Warn yourself. Hold the hairy right. Whatever is going to happen will happen. I have to escape. The lion hunted the deer calf and flew away. The meditating rat remained silent. Crows were flying over the deer's prey. The meditating rat needed to avoid the crow. Death was imminent. Sitting meditative mouse holding hairy. The lion had to escape. The crow had to escape.

The lion came to the river bank. I was thirsty for water. The lion landed in the river. The neck, hairy, was soaking in the water. Manan rats moved to the hairy to escape the water. A hairy mouse came over the hairy one. Back in the hairy, the flying crow saw the contemplating rat. The crow flew to catch my contemplating rat on two legs. The contemplative rat came rushing to the crow. Manan rat's life got stuck in his palate. Death was imminent. Panicked. Manan was killing the rat.

There is nothing wrong with trusting in God. Who knows when the meditative rat escaped from the crow's two legs and sank into the green grass below. Ran into the green grass. The evening fell. The meadow was running out and Manan jumped on the road opposite the rat. The fox brother was standing in front. They were both happy to see each other. Very pleased. Before Shiyalbhai was going to say anything, Manan Undar said: 'Shiyalbhai, I got the experience in one day. I don't want to be the king of the jungle. I was proud of my name. Being a king is not fun. It's not fun to be proud of a name. My name is Manan Undar. Nothing special. '

Hearing the story of Manan Undar, Shiyalbhai Harkhata Harkhata set off on the green grass ladder of the forest.

- Jagdish b. Patel