In the courtyard of that village house that ancient tree falls. Four tiny and beautiful fruits were at the mercy of the World.
The biggest of the four fruits is faced with the task of caring and preserving the three small ones and it did it splendidly not minding the onslaughts of sun, rain and wind. And the world said: "Oh! what a nice bunch of four fruits! Happy, jolly and full of sweet juice of kindness and marvellous taste of kinship.
A beautiful, humble and noble creeper came in the life of the eldest fruit and her evergreen soothing nature showered nectar on one and all. And still two more creepers entered the house; but, alas! they disturbed the peace of the family.
And a wolf who was just waiting for a chance stepped in 'the bunch of fruits'; and the fruits shattered, fell apart, piece by piece. And the biggest fruit began to get shattering blows which were more severe than the sun, rain and wind. There may be flaws, but it is inherent in Nature to be good, righteous and noble. The fruits taken apart, in due course of time, realised their mistake and admitted the greatness of their biggest fruit and its creeper.
And once again the world saw a full bunch blooming and shining, singing the glories of their big brother.