1. 8. The Story of
The Blue Jackal
Chandaraka
was a jackal living in a forest. One day, driven by hunger, he came to a nearby
town in search of food. Seeing him, a group of mongrels began chasing and
attacking him whenever possible. The jackal fled in panic and entering the
house of a washer man hid in a vat full of blue used for bleaching clothes.
When he came out, he became a blue animal. Thinking that he was not the jackal
they chased, the mongrels dispersed.
The
jackal came back to the forest with his body dyed in blue. When the lions,
tigers, panthers, wolves and other animals in the forest saw him, they took
fright and ran in all directions. They thought to themselves, “We do not know
his power and strength. It is better we keep a distance from him. Haven't the
elders warned not to trust him whose conduct, caste and courage are not known.”
Seeing
them scared, the dyed jackal said, “Why do you run away like that. There is no
need to fear. I am a special creation of God. He told me that the animals in
the jungle here had no ruler and that he was nominating me as your king. He
named me as Kakudruma and told me to rule all of you. Therefore all of you can
live safely under the umbrella of my protection.”
All
the animals in the jungle accepted him as the king. He in turn appointed the
lion as his minister, the tiger as his chamberlain and the wolf as the
gatekeeper. After distributing office to the animals, the new king Kakudruma
banished all the jackals in the forest. The lions, tigers and the wolves killed
other animals and brought them as food for the king. Taking his share,
Kakudruma would distribute the rest of the kill among his subjects.
One
day when the blue jackal was holding court, he heard a gang of jackals howling.
Thrilled by the sound of his own ilk,Kakudruma began loudly responding in his
natural voice. The lions and other animals immediately recognized that their
king was after all a jackal and not a Godsend. They at once pounced on the blue
jackal and killed him.
“The
moral is,” Damanaka said, “he who abandons his own folk will perish.”
“But
how do I believe that Sanjeevaka has evil intentions,” asked Pingalaka.
“He told
me today that he would kill you tomorrow. If you notice him carefully tomorrow,
you will find him red-eyed and occupying a seat he does not deserve. He would
stare at you angrily. If what I say comes true, it is for you what to do with
Pingalaka,” said Damanaka.
After
this meeting with the lion king, Damanaka went to meet Pingalaka. The bullock
received him with courtesy and said, “We are meeting after a long time. What
can I do for you? They are the blessed who are visited by friends.”
“Your
are right, sir. But where is rest for servants. They have lost their freedom
for the sake of money. They know no sleep, no interest in food nor can they
speak without fear. Yet they live. Somebody has rightly compared service to a
dog's life,” said Damanaka.
“Come
to the point, my friend” The bullock was now impatient.
Damanaka
said, “Sir, a minister is not supposed to give bad advice. He cannot also
disclose state secrets. If he does, he will go to hell after his death. But in
the cause of your friendship, I have revealed a secret. It is on my suggestion
that you have taken up service in the royal household. Pingalaka has evil
designs against you. When we were alone, he told me he would kill you and bring
happiness to everyone in the palace.
“I
told the king that this was stabbing a friend in the back,” Damanaka continued.
“The king was angry and said that you were a vegetarian and he lived on a diet
of meat and so there was natural discord between you and him. He said that this
was enough reason for him to kill you. This is a secret I have kept to myself
for a long time. It is now for you to do what is necessary.”
Sanjeevaka
fainted on hearing these words. Recovering after some time, he said, “It is
truly said that a person who serves the king is like a bullock without horns.
It is difficult to know the mind of a king who has different ideas. It is not
easy to serve a king. Even sages could not read the minds of kings. I think
some
servants
who were jealous of my friendship with the king must have poisoned his mind.”
“Don't
worry,” Damanaka said. “Forget what tales the servants carried to the king. You
can still win his favour
by your sweet words.”
“That
is not true. It is impossible to live with wicked people, however small they
are. They can always think of a hundred ways to get you in the same manner the
jackal and crow trapped the camel.”
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