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C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

The Milkman’s Lesson: When Truth Separates from Lies
The Milkman’s Lesson: When Truth Separates from Lies BY: Ubaid Once upon a time, in a small town near the edge of a thick forest, there lived a milkman named Ramu. He was known in his village as a hardworking man, but over time, greed began to cloud his honesty. Ramu wanted to become rich—quickly and easily. The thought of earning more money without extra effort began to eat away at him like a slow poison. One day, as he was pouring milk into bottles for delivery, a wicked idea crossed his mind. “If I add just a little water to the milk,” he thought, “no one will notice. I’ll still get the same price, but I’ll have more milk to sell.” At first, he hesitated. But greed won over honesty. He began adding water to the milk every morning before delivering it to the town. Soon, the extra money began to pile up. Ramu’s customers trusted him, and no one suspected his deceit. His savings grew quickly. He bought new clothes, fine shoes, and even a small gold ring to show off his wealth. The more he earned, the greedier he became. His heart grew colder, his conscience quieter. He no longer cared that he was cheating others; all that mattered was his growing pouch of coins. Months passed. Eventually, Ramu had collected a large sum of money. He decided it was time to return to his native village and live like a rich man among his old friends. He carefully counted his savings one last time and packed all the coins into a small leather pouch. Then, early one morning, he set off on foot for his village. It was the middle of summer. The sun blazed fiercely above his head, and sweat rolled down his back. The dusty road shimmered with heat. After walking for hours, Ramu reached a wide river that cut across his path. Exhausted and drenched in sweat, he thought, “I’ll take a quick bath and cool myself before I cross.” He looked around and saw a big tree on the riverbank. “This is perfect,” he said to himself. He took off his shirt, placed the money pouch carefully beneath the tree, and covered it with his clothes so no one could see it. Feeling secure, he tied his loincloth tightly and stepped into the cool, flowing water. What Ramu didn’t know was that the tree under which he had hidden his money was home to a group of monkeys. One of them—a clever and mischievous one—had been watching Ramu all along. The monkey saw him hide something under his clothes, and curiosity got the better of him. As soon as Ramu went into the water, the monkey climbed down, pulled away the clothes, and grabbed the pouch. Finding it heavy, he climbed quickly up to the highest branch of the tree and began to examine his discovery. When Ramu finished his bath and came back to the bank, he froze in shock. His pouch was gone! Then, looking up, he saw the monkey sitting on a high branch, holding his precious money. “Hey! You thief!” Ramu shouted angrily. “Give me that bag right now!” The monkey only grinned and shook the pouch in the air. Ramu waved his arms and shouted louder. “Come on, be a good monkey! Throw it down! Please!” But the monkey had no intention of obeying. Instead, he untied the pouch, peeked inside, and found the shiny coins. They fascinated him. Then, with great excitement, he began to throw them—one by one—into the air! The coins glittered as they flew in the sunlight. Some fell onto the ground, while others splashed directly into the river. Ramu ran in every direction, trying desperately to catch the coins, but it was no use. The monkey chattered gleefully as Ramu stumbled and shouted, his wet feet slipping on the muddy bank. Soon, a few travelers passing by stopped to watch the strange scene—a half-dressed man yelling at a monkey that was tossing coins from a tree. More people gathered, and soon a small crowd was laughing at the spectacle. “Look at that!” one man said. “Isn’t he the same milkman who used to sell watered milk in the city?” “Yes,” another replied. “He thought he was fooling everyone, but see what happened? The truth always comes out!” Ramu was crying now, trying to collect the few coins that had fallen near the shore, while most of his fortune had already sunk into the river. The crowd burst into laughter. One old man shook his head and said loudly, “Well, it’s clear now—the milk and the water have been separated!” Everyone laughed at the old man’s clever remark. They all knew what he meant. Ramu had earned his wealth by mixing water into milk—by deceit and dishonesty. And now, the same fate had returned to him: his money, born from water, had gone back to the water. Ramu stood helpless, drenched and miserable. His greed had not only robbed others but also destroyed his own peace. For the first time in years, he realized the depth of his wrongdoing. He whispered to himself, “Truly, the milk and the water have been separated. What I earned by cheating could never have stayed with me.” The villagers watching him felt a mix of pity and satisfaction. Ramu picked up the few coins he could find, tied his wet clothes around his shoulders, and walked away silently. The monkey, still sitting on the tree, seemed to laugh at him as if mocking his foolishness. From that day on, people used the saying **“Doodh ka doodh, pani ka pani”—“The milk and the water”—**whenever truth triumphed over lies or justice revealed what was hidden. It became a reminder that deceit never lasts and that, in the end, honesty always shines through—clear and pure as milk separated from water.
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