Once, little Hanuman was fast asleep in his cradle. In his dream, he saw himself eating delicious mangoes and apples. After a while, Hanuman woke up hungry. 'Mamma, mamma,' he yelled for fruits.
His mother, Anjana, was not at home. Then, he saw the Sun rising. To Hanuman, the Sun looked like a juicy orange fruit. He was so hungry that he decided to bring fruit by himself.
He took off from his cradle and started flying towards the Sun at an incredible speed. However, when the Sun spotted Hanuman speeding towards him, he got worried, 'Why is this little one flying towards me?'
Lord Indra was passing by riding on his elephant, Airavata. The magical white elephant had four tusks. In no time, Hanuman arrived and said, looking at Sun, 'Yummy, now I can eat this shining fruit.'
Sun replied to Hanuman, 'Hey, little one, I am not a fruit. I am Sun.' Lord Indra tried to stop Hanuman from eating Sun. When Hanuman didn't stop reluctantly, Lord Indra hit Hanuman with Vajra, his powerful weapon. Vayu arrived to protect Hanuman.
Little Hanuman fell from the sky. Vayu ran to the falling Hanuman. He held Hanuman in his arms and went inside a cave. 'Are you okay, Hanuman? Don't worry! You are safe now!' he said to Hanuman.
The wind stopped blowing. Mother Earth and all living beings gasped for breath as angry Vayu locked himself in the cave with Little Hanuman. Lord Indra and other Gods reached outside the cave.
Worried, Vayu shook Hanuman to wake him up from unconsciousness. Lord Indra pleaded, 'Sorry, Hanuman! To make up for my mistake, I bless you with boons,'. After a while, Hanuman regained consciousness and jumped with joy.
Lord Indra chanted mantras and blessed Hanuman with boons. 'Thank you for blessing me with boons. Now, I have to go home,' said Hanuman. He wished the Sun, Vayu, other Gods, Lord Indra, and Airavata goodbye.
With his new powers, Little Hanuman jumped from one tree to another. Then he took off to the skies, happily playing with clouds. Then he saw his mother, Anjana, plucking fresh fruits from trees.
He ran back to his cradle and acted like he was fast asleep. 'Hanuman, wake up my child,' lovingly said Anjana. Then, thinking about his adventure in the skies, Hanuman grinned.
'Aren't you hungry, Hanuman? I have fresh fruits for you,' she said as she woke him up. He embraced his mother and excitedly said, 'I just met Airavata in my dreams, Mamma!' Anjana smiled at his innocence.
Moral: A child's innocence is a gift that should be cherished.
Author is writer of the famous novel, The Unexpected Trail
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