Once upon a time, there lived a merchant called Mandara. He
lived alone in his bungalow. His parents died a few years ago. He had no
siblings. Mandara never complained of his misery. He concentrated on his work
and considered his employees servants like his family.
Because of his loving nature, he had some good friends, too. But living alone in a bungalow was very painful for Mandara. One night, he grieved in pain and left the bungalow and walked to the woods. He stopped near the river and started crying loudly. Another sound of crying overpowered his cries. He looked around and saw a baby in a basket.
Because of his loving nature, he had some good friends, too. But living alone in a bungalow was very painful for Mandara. One night, he grieved in pain and left the bungalow and walked to the woods. He stopped near the river and started crying loudly. Another sound of crying overpowered his cries. He looked around and saw a baby in a basket.
He bought the baby home and started looking after it. He named her Tara. Mandara was overjoyed to have someone at home. Tara became his world. He always dressed up Tara like a doll, and Tara’s smile made him smile, too. Years passed, and Tara was now five years old.
Mandara’s uncle, who lived in another village, came to meet
him. He got a marriage proposal from his friend’s daughter for Mandara. Mandara
agreed to get married. He thought Tara would have a mother.
Tara was happy to have a mother, Maya. Maya was a lovely-looking woman. But Tara’s beauty filled her with immense jealousy.
Mandara’s love for Tara made her hate Tara even more.
Maya pretended to love Tara in front of Mandara. Once
Mandara was gone for a day’s work, she would beat her up. Mandara was unaware of
Tara's plight.
‘I have to go on a long work trip. I will be back in a
month,’ said Mandara.
He started his journey. Taking the opportunity, Maya threw
Tara out of the house. Crying, Tara walked to the woods. An old woman living in
a hut near the jungle saw Tara. She took Tara to her home, and she started living
with her.
Once Mandara was back, he asked about Tara.
Maya cried, ‘Tara went to the village fair and has
not returned since then.’
Mandara started looking for her like a madman. He cried a
lot. Mandara’s servant told him about Maya’s truth. Mandara threw Maya out of
the home. Maya begged for his forgiveness.
Mandara left for the jungle to search for Tara. After a month, he was able to
locate Tara. Tara was elated to see Mandara.
‘Father, I knew you would come to take me,’ said Tara.
‘I threw that lady out of the house,’ said Mandara.
‘You didn’t do the right thing to the mother,’ said Tara.
Tara’s generosity touched Mandara’s heart. They both looked
for Maya. They found Maya begging near the temple. Maya had learned her lesson.
Maya, Mandara, and Tara lived happily ever after.
Moral- Generosity is the biggest blessing; own it!
Check out Nisha B Thakur's highly appreciated novel, The Unexpected Trail.
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