THE AMAZING BIRD (FANTASY STORY)


 Once there was a little girl who had a magical painting brush. She got the brush from her drawing teacher as a gift for her amazing painting talent. That brush had a magical quality to convert a painted picture to real life object. But the teacher didn't tell the fact to his student. So the girl first drew a beautiful zentangle bird on a paper. The magic happened then. The bird became real and flew away from the drawing paper , flapping its wings. The girl was very much surprised. But she got nervous to draw anything else because that can harm her too.

She kept the brush very carefully in the almirah and locked it from outside. In the night she dreamt the Goddess of painting who told her to paint a big cage with that brush. Next morning she kept her promise and took out the brush from almirah. She painted a beautiful big cage and as expected it became real cage kept in front of her. Then one thing happened. The zentangle Bird came back to her and with its beak it opened the door of the cage and entered it. The girl again got astonished and she closed the cagedoor. The zentangle Bird had feathers made of gold.So from then every morning it left one gold feather, the girl used to take it and keep at the Lotus feet of the Image of Goddess of painting.

After one year many feathers were gathered and the girl again dreamt the Goddess of painting,she told the girl that from the very next day she had to collect each feather and give it to her drawing teacher to sell in the market and distribute the money to the poor.
The girl followed her instruction. The drawing teacher also obeyed what the Goddess ordered.

Thus the teacher and student served the poor for one more year. But they kept the brush very cautiously and never misused it. The Goddess was happy. She blessed the girl,her teacher and the bird to get success in every field of life. Thus the good act made their future. The Goddess also prolonged their lifespan to do good to the poor for many years. She also assured a boon to the girl that every object she would draw would convert into gold object from then. And by selling it she can become rich and live happily with her drawing teacher. No curse can harm them .

So, this is the benefit of good act and we should be patient to enjoy the fruits of our beneficial work forever and keep faith in God.

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