Once upon a time, there lived a pundit. One day, he was crossing a
field on his way home. As he walked, he suddenly felt something
stuck in his throat and started to cough. The object came up to his
mouth. "Oh god! What on earth is in my mouth!" he thought. He was
finally able to spit it out. "Why, it's a heron's feather!" he
thought, amazed. He could not understand how it had come out of his
mouth. "I just cannot imagine how this happened!" he pondered as he
walked. He soon reached home and told his wife about it. "The
strangest thing happened to me today. A heron's feather came out of
my mouth!" he told her. His wife was as puzzled as he was. "It
doesn't make any sense!" she said. "Do you tell anyone about it,"
warned the pundit. "People might think it's a bad omen or
something." His wife agreed but soon the desire to confide in
someone became too great. "I just have to tell someone or I'll
burst! I'll go see if the neighbour is home!" So, she went next
door. "I have something to tell you," she said in a low voice.
neighbour was all ears. "Tell me, tell me!"
The wife told her the whole story. Perhaps, it was the way she told
it, but the neighbour got the impression that several feathers had
come out of the pundit's mouth. "That's incredible!" "Promise me you
won't tell anyone," begged the pundit's wife. "We are worried enough
as it is!" "My lips are sealed!" promised the neighbour. "You don't
worry about it though. Such things happen to people all the time.
I'm sure it's nothing."
The neighbour was thrilled by the story. "I have to tell someone!"
she thought. As she was finishing her household chores, the dhobi's
wife passed by. "Hello! Come here! I have something to tell
you!" said the neighbour woman. "What is it?" asked the dhobi's
"Did you hear what happened to the priest?" said the neighbour, and
she told the story with such enthusiasm that it sounded like a whole
heron had come out of the
"Oh my God!" said the dhobi's wife. "It is unbelievable! Especially
since the pundit is a vegetarian and all! You can never tell....."
Although sworn to secrecy, the dhobi's wife told her friend, that
'herons' had come out of the pundit's mouth. The friend told her
husband that it was a 'flock of
The story spread and changed to 'hundreds of birds of different
sizes'! Huge crowds thronged to the pundit's house to see this
miracle. "No bird came out of my mouth!"
insisted the pundit. However, no one listened.
Finally, the priest ran out the back way into the forest and hid
there. After several days people grew tired of waiting. "I guess the
story was false after all," they
said and left.
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