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THE SWAN FROM MANASAROVAR: A STORY

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THE SWAN FROM MANASAROVAR

A luminous swan, a resident of the great and sacred lake Manasarovar high in the Himalayas, once grew curious about the localities beyond that divine range of hills.

One day, he spread his silver wings and rose above the peaks and flew down towards the villages and hamlets of the plains.

He flew for hours and then, on seeing a pond at the center of a village, descended there.

As he relaxed touching the muddy water and surveying the environment with curiosity, the storks who were wallowing in the mud scanned him with amazement.

"Who are you, stranger?" one of the older storks asked him.

"I am a swan."

"Swan? We understand d. We have heard of swans. Where do you live?"

"The heavenly Manasarovar is my abode."

"Where is that?"

"In the inner ranges of the god-souled Himalayas, overlooked by Mount Kailash."

"Is that lake different from this our pond in any way?" asked another stork.

"Well, very, very different, I must say!"

"In what way? How much do you know about this wonderful pond of ours? At least a dozen cows and buffaloes bathe in this, apart from a dozen or two men, women, and kids. Can your lake break this record?" asked a young stork aggressive.

"No cows, buffaloes, men, women and kids live around our lake. Only nymphs and fairies, gandharvas and kinnaras, apart from gods and goddesses, come to bathe there," replied the swan.

"Do you have such water-creepers as we have - sporting such tiny flowers?"

"No. But we have lotuses radiating a golden hue."

"What do you eat?"

"The lotus-fruit and lotus-nectar."

The storks looked at one another meaningfully.

"Do you mean to say that you live without eating insects, leeches, froglings, worms and fish?"

"What are they?" asked the swan.

"What are they? You ask what are they? That means you have never even tasted them and you still consider your life worth-living?" asked several of the storks in chorus and then all of them burst into a shrill, screechy laughter.

The swan from the Manasarovar took off and spread his wings heading towards his Himalayan abode.

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