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The Monkey and the Crocodile
Once upon a time, in a lush green jungle by a sparkling river, there lived a clever monkey named Milo. Milo loved the tall jamun tree that grew near the riverbank. Its branches were heavy with sweet, purple fruits, and Milo enjoyed eating them every day.
One sunny morning, as Milo munched on the juicy jamuns, he noticed a crocodile resting on the riverbank below. The crocodile looked tired and hungry. Feeling kind, Milo plucked a few jamuns and tossed them down.
“Here, try these! They’re delicious!” Milo called.
The crocodile, whose name was Carl, was delighted. “Thank you, Monkey! These are the tastiest fruits I’ve ever eaten!” he said, chomping happily. From that day on, Milo and Carl became friends. Milo would throw jamuns down to Carl, and they would chat about their lives.
One day, Carl had an idea. He thought his wife would love the jamuns too, so he carried some back to her. Mrs. Crocodile adored the fruits, but as she ate, a sly thought crossed her mind.
“If the jamuns are so sweet, imagine how sweet the monkey’s heart must be!” she said. “Carl, why don’t you invite the monkey for dinner? We can eat him instead of the fruits!”
Carl was shocked but couldn’t argue with his wife. Reluctantly, he returned to the river and said to Milo, “My friend, my wife has heard so much about you. She’d love for you to come to dinner at our home across the river.”
Milo, being clever, sensed something was wrong. But he pretended to agree. “That sounds lovely! But how will I get there? I can’t swim.”
“Hop on my back,” Carl offered.
As they crossed the river, Carl couldn’t hold back any longer. “Milo,” he said nervously, “my wife doesn’t want you for dinner-she wants you as dinner. She believes your heart must be as sweet as the jamuns.”
Milo’s mind raced. Then he laughed and said, “Oh, Carl! If only you’d told me earlier! I’ve left my heart in the jamun tree. We’ll have to go back to get it.”
Carl, being not so clever, believed him and swam back to the riverbank. As soon as they reached the shore, Milo leapt off Carl’s back and scrambled up the tree.
“You foolish crocodile!” Milo called down. “My heart is right here in my chest where it belongs, and you’ll never have it!”
Carl felt ashamed and swam back home, regretting that he’d let his wife’s greed lead him astray. Milo, safe in his tree, learned to be cautious but remained kind to those in need-just not to those with bad intentions!
And so, Milo continued to enjoy his jamuns while Carl learned the value of true friendship.