The Legend Of A Crying Stone

Once upon time, there was a poor old widow living in remote village. She lived with her daughter. Her
Name is Darmi, Darmi was very beautiful girl but very lazy,  she always spent most of her times on the
mirror. She never wanted to help her mother working at the field.
The Mother : “ Girl, will you help me at the field, now?”
Darmi         : “ No, I won’t! I don’t want to go there. I’m afraid my skin turns dark. Mom,
            everyone knows that you are an old woman while I am a pretty young girl. So, 
           people will get attracted to me and not you. That is why I prefer staying at
           home because I am waiting for a rich boy to get married with me ”.
After her mother from the field she accompany her daughter to the market. Her mother brought a basket
full of goods, while her daughter before her. Darmi wore a beautiful dress while her mother wore a bad
clothes. It was very contrast. Darmi was shy because her mother wanted to follow her went to the town,
so she kept the distance between her mother. One villagers asked her.
  The Villagers : “ Little girl is that your mother ? “
   Darmi  : “ No she is not my mother, but my slave. Slave look at me, it is very heavy,  
                                      bring my new dress. “
   The Mother    : “ I’m tired dear. ”
   Darmi            : “ I don’t care. I’m tired too.”
The mother couldn’t stand hearing her daughter’s answer after asked by a lot of people. Her daughter
always said that the woman behind her was a servant or slave. At last, the mother prayed to God to ask
punishment for her impolite daughter.
 The Mother      : “ My God, please. I beg you to punish my daughter, please. Help me, please. I  
                          couldn’t stand looking at her bad behavior. Please, help me. My God, help me,  
                         please. My God, punish her “.
The God heard the poor old woman’s prayer. Suddenly, there was thunderstorm and the light struck.
Surprisingly, the body of her daughter turned in to a stone little by little. She tried to escape from the
God’s punishment, but she couldn’t.
  Darmi             : “ My God forgive me, please. I know I have made a big mistake. I don’t obey you.   
                                   Please help me mother. I want to be a good child “.
It was too late. The evil body turned into stone slowly, but see still could cry. He tears dropped from eyes.
People called the stone as a crying stone since then.
Moral value :  From the story we can take lessons. We must respect our parent, especially our mother.
Don’t be rebellious child. We must make our parent happy and proud with us.