At the foot of a mountain there lived a gawala. He also kept his cows there. Cows graze here and there during the day, the wind milks the milk just before evening and adds a lot of water to it. There was a town nearby, in the darkness of the evening he would take the milk and make pure milk. He would buy the necessary things with the money obtained from the milk and reach back to his abode. Most of the milk hookers complain that the milk has run out. Do not add water to it. But Gwala used to listen from one ear and blow it from the other and say, "The milk is not dry at all."
Mixing water with milk is a natural thing, who am I to mix water?" In this way, a period of time passed. Gwale accumulated a lot of curd. Now he began to realize his wealth. He went to the town. He walked and did not listen to anyone's complaint. His greed increased and he started adding more water to the milk than before.
The wrath of nature came down on Kawane's misbehavior and it became unnecessary. Then it happened that one day a single black cloud rose, grew, spread and spread in the sky. The sun went down and a dark canopy spread everywhere. The one who saw the clouds was very happy that now it will rain, the grass will grow, the cows will eat and give more milk than before. Bus drivers will become new.
The clouds thundered, the lightning flashed, the drops fell and it started raining heavily, the hail started falling and the water became water everywhere. of water from the mountains
The kab came down and grew so violently that it washed away all the mud and whatever was collected in the house. Now Gwale was having riots, he was nervous, worried and panicked and told everyone that I can't be with him even the next day.
I didn't know where this water came from."
A Kamand heard it and said that this is the same water that you used to mix in milk. Bhane turned this water into Syab and I
Dishonesty and dishonesty are rampant. Dishonesty and dishonesty should be prepared for their punishment.