There lived a ruthless butcher, who enjoyed killing as much as any other leisure games. He slaughtered myriad lives in a single day. His stony heart lacked mercy and knew nothing about love or compassion.
One fine day he decided to slaughter a goat. He dragged one big fat goat from the pen and tethered it on a pole. Meanwhile he was sharpening his blade just in the proximity of the goat. Then and there he felt strong urinous sensation, as if his bladder would come bursting out. Readily rushed for the latrine leaving his knife and belongings there itself.
The scared goat bleated helplessly. His cries in vain and as well butcher payed no heed to his cries. Later he came out from the latrine and resorted to resume his work. He noticed that his knife was missing,couldn't be seen anywhere nearby. He searched about every where but to no avail . Eventually went near the poor goat and searched anew. Priorly he was sitting on mattress while sharpening his blade. So he checked beneath it with little hop of finding there. To utter surprise,his knife was concealed beneath it and way carefully hidden from his view.
In his proximity,no people arrived and was convinced. The goat was kneeling and his bleating fainter, due to his prior bleating whole day long. In its eyes tears and fear resided. The goat kneeled as if please-dont-kill-me postion begging for his mercy. The butcher went numb and tears filled his eyes. His heart ached acutely,which he hardly felt till then. Instead of proceeding further, he broke down and cried. He realized that the goat concealed his knife,like human they feared death and longed for happiness.
Thereafter he became a good man, he stopped killing altogether. Rather he liberated enormous animals from the hand of many other butchers. He developed deep respect and filiality towards people and sentient beings. Liberation of furthermore animals brought himself bliss and bestowed with logitivity blessing. He lived for many years and his work left a legacy in the art of peace,love and compassion.