Once upon a time there lived a stonecutter in a small village. All day long he worked hard, cutting the hard stones and making the shape which were needed by his customers. His hands were hard and his clothes were dirty.
One day he went out to work on a big stone. It was very hard to work and the sun was very hot. After spending several hours cutting the stone, he sat down in the shade and soon fell asleep.
After sometime, he heard sound of somebody coming. Walking up he saw a longprocessionof people. There were many soldiers and attendants and in the middle, in apalanquin, carried by strong people at the king .
How wonderful it mustbe to bethegreat kingthought the stonecutter. How happy I would be if i were the king instead of a poor stonecutter.
As he said these words, a strange thing happened. The stonecutter found himself dressed in silk clothes and shining jewels. His hands were soft and he was sitting in a comfortable palanquin.
One day he went out to work on a big stone. It was very hard to work and the sun was very hot. After spending several hours cutting the stone, he sat down in the shade and soon fell asleep.
After sometime, he heard sound of somebody coming. Walking up he saw a longprocessionof people. There were many soldiers and attendants and in the middle, in apalanquin, carried by strong people at the king .
How wonderful it mustbe to bethegreat kingthought the stonecutter. How happy I would be if i were the king instead of a poor stonecutter.
As he said these words, a strange thing happened. The stonecutter found himself dressed in silk clothes and shining jewels. His hands were soft and he was sitting in a comfortable palanquin.