There was a princess lived long ago,
beautiful bold she was so,
brimming with pride all the time
she went to forest to hunt an animal of any kind,
armed with bow and arrow and pride to show,
she ventured in woods and searched for a hunt alone,
many days passed she could not find one,
one morning she saw a little fawn grazing in a farm,
she aimed the arrow and it struck around fawn; s neck,
terrified the fawn ran fast but fell,
drenched in the pool of blood and pain
the passer by saint saw the pain of the little one,
took in his lap and gave few herbs,
closed his eyes and recited few holy words,
the fawn revived and recovered at once
at the same time the princess came looking for her kill,
asked the saint to return her the kill.
the saint refused and said now its not her kill.
the fawn is fine and alive still,
the princess threatened to call her men,
and would put the saint in the cell,
the saint recited few holy words again
the princess got transformed in an adult deer,
the saint ordered her tol ook after the little one,
as its mother is not near,
reap what you have sown,
as you are a sinner who hurt an innocent one
saying this the saint went out of sight,
the adult deer looked helplessly at the little fawn.,
as from now she will have to live with the curse.
renu Vig sharma sharma
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