The Tree Hugger

"What is contained in the forest?"
"Land, water and pure air."
Those were the words spoken by the girls when they wander in the woods.

It was the winter day sunny, and the girls are the girls from the Bishnoi tribe of ancient India. Their leader is soft and full of magic, Teacher Jambheshwar, has established 29 principles that must be endured by the people, and among them the belief that the most important are:

Animals and trees are sacred.

So, in the world of Bishnoi, deer and antelope, buffalo and buffalo, grazing peacefully.
Each tree maintained with love and compassion, no one was destroyed. People only use the parts they need from the trees to build their modest homes, but they never cut down trees, so the forest is very dense and fragrant.

"Love the animals we loved, appreciated the trees"

"Hold it, then everyone will live in harmony ..."

One of the girls who love the forest is Amrita Devi, she love trees more than all people at her village. For her, trees are life. Since child, she got up every morning and walked into the woods. There, she'll visit one special tree, secretly friend, Khjeri tree.  Thorny tree with never fall leaves, branches slender and pursed thorns. In the spring, it was filled with small yellow flowers, and in summer it offers a shade. Amrita's tree sturdy and strong, it can withstand the hottest winds, driest days, and the freezing cold. Amrita loves that vitality, beauty and strength.

Amrita often hug the tree trunk and whispered,

"I will always protect you"

and smell the fragrant of bark and leaves.

Amrita faithful to his promise. As an adult, she remained loyal to the tree, and when she got married, she still visited Khjeri tree. When her daughter was born, her introduced each of her children to the lessons she has learned when she was a child. So, Asu, Ratni, and Bhangu bai grow to love and admire the trees like their mother.
Sometimes, when they walk at the woods, Amrita Devi sing,

"What is contained in the forest?"

And her childrens will replied,

"Land, water and pure air."

Amrita said to her childrens for thingking what will happen if they lost their trees.
"Imagine the heat of the sun without shade."
"Imagine blinding storms without the trees that protect us."
Amrita's children become shriveled think all of scary imagination.

Someday, Maharaja Abbay Singh, the lord of Jophur Kingdom, delegate some people for chop down Khjeri trees for his new palace, because Khjeri woods known as best woods in thats country. So, Maharaja's people marched to the woods and start cutting down trees.

Amrita's heard tree fell down. she immediately gathered his daughters and as many villagers, and together they ran into the woods.

"STOP!" they shouted.
"DON'T CUT OUR TREES!"
Amrita is crying, loggers do not care about what villagers said . Amrita led the villagers to surrounding trees, holding hands. If loggers want to cut down the tree they had to kill the villagers first.

In confusion, loggers back to the Maharaja Abbay Singh to told the villagers behavior.
Angry Maharaja come with more people to cut down all trees.

"All trees is mine, and I'll do whatever I want!"

At that time, Amrita message has spread to the whole village, now each tree guarded by a man, woman or child from the village. Every person hugging a tree.

"We'll never let them destroy our forests." Amrita said the villagers representing seriously.

When Maharaja saw this scene, he grew angry and shouted to the soldiers,

"I DO NOT CARE!, If they should die, they'll die!"

But when he raised his hand to give the signal to the logger forward, a storm hit, whipping him, and became louder and louder when you arrive at the Amrita and the people gathered. The wind was so hard, the soldiers could not hold their axes; they even difficult to stand.

But Amrita people holding on to their trees.

The storm raged for hours, and when the storm subsided, Maharaja looked around and saw the damage.
The houses were destroyed, blank fields damaged, but the trees were still standing, solid and strong.

Suddenly he understood how important the trees were for the people. He understands how wise they are, and how brave, and he promised that he would never cut down their trees.

The villagers are happy, and where the trees grow Amrita becomes a sacred place, a place that is never forgotten anyone. People say that when the wind blows a certain way, they could hear Amrita and the girls sang for beloved trees.

"What is contained in the forest?"

"Land, water and pure air."

Right and Might

While a deer was eating wild fruit, he heard an owl call,
"Haak, haak", and a cricket cry,
"Wat", and, frightened, he fled.

In his flight he ran through the trees up into the mountains and into streams.
In one of the streams the deer stepped upon a small fish and crushed it almost to death.
Then the fish complained to the court, and the deer, owl, cricket, and fish had a lawsuit. In the trial came out this evidence:

As the deer fled, he ran into some dry grass, and the seed fell into the eye of a wild chicken, and the pain of the seed in the eye of the chicken caused it to fly up against a nest of red ants. Alarmed, the red ants flew out to do battle, and in their haste, bit a mongoose.

The mongoose ran into a vine of wild fruit and shook several pieces of it on the head of a hermit who sat thinking under a tree.

"Why did you, O fruit, fall on my head?" cried the hermit.
 The fruit answered: "We did not wish to fall; a mongoose ran against our vine and threw us down."

And the hermit asked, "O mongoose, why did you throw the fruit?"
The mongoose answered: "I did not wish to throw down the fruit, but the red ants bit me, and I ran against the vine."

The hermit asked, "O ants, why did you bite the mongoose?"
The red ants replied: "The hen flew against our nest and angered us."

The hermit asked: "O hen, why did you fly against the red ants' nest?"
And the hen replied: "The seed fell into my eyes and hurt me."

And the hermit asked, "O seed, why did you fall into the hen's eyes?"
And the seed replied: "The deer shook me down."

The hermit said unto the deer, "O deer, why did you shake down the seed?"
The deer answered: "I did not wish to do it, but the owl called, frightening me, and I ran." "O owl,"

asked the hermit, "why did you frighten the deer?"
The owl replied: "I called, but as I am accustomed to call - the cricket, too, called."

Having heard the evidence, the judge said, "The cricket must replace the crushed parts of the fish and make it well," as he, the cricket, had called and frightened the deer. The cricket WAS smaller and weaker than the owl or the deer, therefore had to bear the penalty.

The Man in the Moon

There was a blacksmith once who complained: "I am not well, and my work is too warm. I want to be a stone on the mountain. There it must be cool, for the wind blows and the trees give a shade."
A wise man who had power over all things replied: "Go you, be a stone."

And he was a stone, high up on the mountain-side. It happened that a stone-cutter came that way for a stone, and when he saw the one that had been the blacksmith, he knew that it was what he sought, and he began to cut it.

The stone cried out: "This hurts! I no longer want to be a stone. A stone-cutter I want to be. That  would be pleasant."
The wise man, humoring him, said, "  Be a cutter."

Thus he became a stone-cutter, and as he went seeking suitable stone, he grew tired, and his feet were sore.

He whimpered, " I no longer want to cut stone. I would be the sun; that would be pleasant." 
The wise man commanded, "  Be the sun."    And he was the sun. 

But the sun was warmer than the blacksmith, than a stone, than a stone-cutter, and he complained, 
"I do not like this. I would be the moon. It looks cool." 
The wise man spake yet again, "  Be the moon."   And he was the moon. 

"This is warmer than being the sun," murmured he,
"for the light from the sun shines on me ever. I do not want to be the moon. I would be a smith again. That, verily, is the best life." 

But the wise man replied, " I am weary of your changing. You wanted to be the moon; the moon you are, and it you will remain."

The Peacock and the Tortoise

Once upon a time a peacock and a tortoise became great friends.

Peacock who lived in a tree by the river where there are homes turtles, and sometimes after drinking water from lakes, peacocks will dancing with the tortoise with his beautiful peacock feathers.

One unfortunate day, a bird-catcher who was on the prowl caught the peacock and was about taking him away to the market. The unhappy bird begged of his captor to allow him to bid his friend the tortoise good-bye, as it would be the last time he would see him. The bird-catcher allowed him his prayer and took him to the tortoise, who was greatly moved to see his friend a captive. The tortoise asked the bird-catcher to let the peacock go; but he laughed at the request, saying that was his means of livelihood. The tortoise then said,

"If I make you a handsome present, will you let my friend go?"

"Certainly,that is all I want." answered the bird-catcher.

Whereupon the tortoise dived into the water and in a few seconds came up with a handsome pearl, which, to the great astonishment of the bird-catcher, he handed to him. This was beyond his expectabons, and he let the peacock go immediately. A short time after, the avaricious man came back and told the tortoise that he thought he had not paid enough for the release of his friend, and threatened that, unless a match to that pearl was obtained for him, he would again catch the peacock. The tortoise, who had already advised his friend to betake himself to a distant jungle on being set free, was greatly enraged at the greed of this man. 

"Well," said the tortoise, 

"if you insist on having another pearl like it, give it to me and I will fish you out an exact match for it." The cupidity of the bird-catcher prevented his reasoning that 

"one in the hand was equal to two in the bed of the stream," and he speedily gave the pearl to the wily tortoise, who swam out with it saying, 

"I am no fool to take one and give two!" and forthwith disappeared, leaving the bird-catcher to be sorry ever after for his covetousness.