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There was a huge silk-like cotton tree on the bank of river Narmada. A large number of birds lived happily in their nests in that tree. There flowed a river near this tree, and the birds and the Passers-by would stop and relaxing the cool shade of this tree.
One day a group of monkeys happened to arrive there all of a sudden. And before the monkeys could return, it suddenly began raining cats and dogs.
For safety from the rain, the crouched in their nests. Whereas the monkeys remained outside in the open crouched among the foliage. They couldn't go anywhere. Their bodies began shivering due to extreme cold.
The king of birds was filled with pity to see the helpless monkeys; but at the same time, he was filled with anger, thinking - 'God has given them two hands, but these monkeys, instead of building homes for themselves, keep themselves busy in destructive activities only. '
Thinking all this he said to the monkeys, ''O brothers! You are all clever and capable, but fail to understand as to why you have not been able to build homes for yourselves as yet. We are nothing before you, but see how comfortably we are sitting in our homes. ''
Truth is generally unpleasant.
And so was the case with the monkeys. They became extremely angry to hear him speak thus.
In fact, what the king of the birds said was mere truth and was in a good sense. But the monkeys could not welcome it. They thought that the king of birds was trying to make fun of them. They thought-'these birds have seen monkeys only to date; they have not seen their wisdom and anger. '
In order to exact revenge on birds, the monkeys swung into action as soon as the rain stopped. Filled with anger they began devastating the nests of the birds.
Poor birds became homeless, just because of the king of birds genuine advice to the naughty monkeys. So, never give unwanted sermons to anyone.