Morale of the story – ONE SHOULD NOT BE CARRIED AWAY BY WHAT OTHERS SAY!
In a village there lived a Brahmin named Shambhu Nath. For living he used to perform religious ceremonies (puja and havan) at people’s house and in return they offered him gifts (dakshina). One day he went to a neighboring village to do some puja and after performing a religious ceremony he got a plump goat as a reward. He was very happy and decided to return home with his goat.
While passing through a town three hungry crooks named Gopal, Govind and Nathu saw him. “What a Plump Goat, it would make a fine dinner! Let’s trick the brahmin and take away the goat from him” exclaimed the three of them. And the three of them thought of a plan and came to a conclusion that it wouldn’t be too difficult.
Gopal walked up to the brahmin and said, “O Brahmin, how can you spoil yourself by carrying a dog on your shoulder?” Brahmin was shocked. “You fool!” he cried, “Can’t you make out, it’s a goat not a dog?” Gopal remained cool and said, “O Brahmin! Keep your temper. You are welcome to carry the dog if you wish.” And he went away. But the brahmin already had his doubts. He thought to himself ,”Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Is it a goat or a dog.” After a while he assured himself it’s a goat!
Brahmin walked on a little farther when Govind stopped him and said,”O, Holy sir! You have a dead calf on your shoulders, it may have been very dear to you. But must you carry it on you shoulders? Have you forgotten that you are a Brahmin?” The Brahman was really angry. “Are you blind? Can’t you see that this is a live goat and not a dead calf?” Govind had his answer ready, “Please don’t be angry, Holy sir. I’m sorry.” He too went away. Now the Brahmin was in two minds. “What’s the matter?” he thought, “Am I mad or are they?”
Hardly had he walked a few yards ahead when – the well-timed Nathu said, “O Brahmin, drop the donkey before anyone sees you! People will talk.” This time the Brahmin thought, “No! Three of them cannot be wrong!” Brahmin did not utter a word.
He pulled the goat off his shoulders, flung it to the ground and ran away as fast as he could, telling himself, “That was no Goat! It was a goblin that kept changing its shape. How could the villager play such a mean trick on me!” Muttering those words the angry brahmin walked home.
As soon as he was out of sight Nathu shouted, “Come on, friends! That was neatly done. Now you there, collect sticks and light a fire.” The three crooks laughed to their heart’s content and said,” Always believe you eyes don’t trust what others say!”