The thirsty Crow flew all over the land for a little water. Prolonged drought had sucked waters from ponds, lakes, rivers, and reservoirs. The crow could not find even a drop to drink. Then he noticed a pitcher of water in front of a hut. He flew down on it to quench his thirst.
But there was only a little water at the bottom of the jug. His beak was too short to reach the level of water in the jug. But he did not give up hope. He picked up stones from the ground and dropped them in the jug. As the stones gathered at the bottom of the jug, the water level rose. He drank to his heart's content.
Moral: Nothing is ever achieved by sheer luck.
(Once Upon A Time Vol. 1, Dhingra, Delhi – India)
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