Once
a mischievous boy lived in a village that stood in the feet of a hill. One day
he thought of having fun at the cost of his fellow-villagers.
Standing
on a high rock, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Lion! Lion! Come,
save me."
The
villagers heard the shout and ran to help him. But when they reached there,
they could see no lion and the boy was perfectly all right. The boy laughed at
the villagers saying, "No Lion ; I did it only for fun."
The
villagers got highly annoyed and came back with an air of anger.
Few
days later the boy repeated the whole act. Again the villagers went to his
rescue but were duped again. Now they decided not to be fooled by him anymore.
Unfortunately,
one day, the lion really came there. Now the boy shouted, "Lion! Lion! as
loud as he could". But nobody came to help him out.
The
lion attacked the boy. The boy struggled hard to save himself but within few
minutes, the beast killed him.
So,
once a liar, always a liar.
