We have all heard stories about friendship and
what it takes to be a good friend. Here is a story that we have often heard,
but have never been sure how it ends.
Ramu and
Shyamu lived in a village called Karimpur. They were very good friends and were
always seen roaming together. Their parents were worried about them as they
would disappear into the forest for long periods. Since they were both always
together they were not afraid of the forest and seemed to know their way in and
out of the forest well.
They picked
pebbles all the way to the forest and upon reaching the banks of the river
threw the pebbles into the river. They competed with each other in throwing the
stones far into the river.
One day as
they were walking, they saw a wild bear and both of them froze to the spot.
Never have they seen a bear in the forest and both of them were unsure of what
they had to do. Shyamu ran
to the nearest tree and climbed the tree to protect himself from the bear. Ramu
was stranded and did not know what to do. Finally as the bear approached him
closely he fell to the ground and acted as though he were dead.
The bear
sniffed him all over, yet Ramu remained still and held his breath. After
examining him for a couple of minutes the bear lost his interest in him and
went away. After ensuring that the bear was nowhere in sight, Shyamu climbed
down the tree. He went near Ramu, who by then had sat up. Shyamu apologised to
Ramu for running away and asked him what the bear did to him.
Ramu patted
Shyamu and told him to calm down. He then put an arm around his shoulder and
started walking homeward. Ramu told Shyamu that the bear told him to forgive
Shyamu and continue to be his friend. The bear told him at times of danger how
a person behaves is not under his control. So that should not be the basis of
friendship. Ramu told Shyamu that the bear asked him to remember the good times
that we have had together and forget this one incident as a bad dream.
Shyamu
hugged his friend, tears rolling down his cheeks. All that Shyamu could manage
to tell was, “How lucky I am to have a friend like you!”
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