A Rumour Takes Wing

Once upon a time in India
There lived a man name Kabir
One day, he was walking down the streets of,
his village.
And suddenly,
*Cough* *Cough*
What a feather!
I can't believe my eyes.
Later, that day.
What happened Kabir? What is that in your hand?
Dear, it must be a crane’s feather.
I just spat this out my throat.
oh!
A real crane’s feather from your
mouth?
Yes, it is.
Please don’t tell this to anyone. They might think,
I’ve gone crazy.
Not a word that I would say.
Is everything fine, Asha?
Not really. I’ve my lips sealed, on
something.
I promise I won’t tell it to anyone.
Tell me what it is.
My husband, coughed out a bunch of crane feathers, yesterday.
What!!!
Okay, I have to leave for the market.
I’ll not tell this to anyone.
Hello, madame. What’s that you want to buy?
You know what lady, I just spoke with Asha,
and her husband just coughed out a whole crane.
A living crane!
Yes. Don’t tell about this to anyone.
I will buy fruits later on.
What?
Kabir spat out a whole flock of cranes?
The crowd went to Kabir
and compelled him to spit out,
different birds out of his mouth.
Kabir understood that the rumor had gone too far.
And, he quickly came up with an idea.
Yes, yes. I can spit out different birds.
But, promise me that each one of you
will keep one living bird inside your stomach,
once I spit them out.
A real bird inside us?
No, it’s okay we would rather leave.
How can we even carry living birds in the stomach?
I think this must be some rumor,
probably
And, that’s how Kabir brilliantly got rid of his problem.
Kids, what have you learned from the
story?
Even a small rumor can grow out to
be a big problem.
So, never spread a rumor
and never believe one.