This is not my story ...nor i am the author of it....but this story was told to us by our L.S faculty R.V(Rajeev Vaidya)...the story goes on like this:
Long long ago...there lived a boy in a very remote village....and at the end of the village there was a very steep hill.And as it was said a devil domiciles on the top of the hill...and so nobody presumed to climb it....but this boy had a desire to climb up the top....everyday in the morning when the sun rose in the east the boy used to look up at the hill....and this went on for years .....and the boy grew up from a child to a teen...and then to a man... one fine morning he started to climb the hill.As the villagers saw this they tried to prevent the boy from climbing the hill...but the boy was not supposed to heed their advice...as he climbed higher and higher up , he became fatigued and bored...and at last the boy reached the top of the hill.......
the 1st part of the story ends here.....i will ask all of you who will read the story to write back the moral of the story....i will post the morals and the next part some latter time...till then good bye...
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