
The Fox and the Grapes
By Komal Rote

25 Apr, 2024

One sunny afternoon, a hungry fox was wandering in the garden. The fox, with its shining, reddish-brown coat, noticed an attractive sight. High up on a vine, a bunch of plump, juicy grapes hung, glistening in the sun.

His mouth watered at the sight of the grapes. He was determined to have them. He backed up a few paces, ran and leapt high into the air, trying to reach them, but fell back onto the ground, unsuccessful.

Undeterred, the fox tried again, jumping higher this time. Despite his efforts, the grapes remained tantalizingly out of reach. He refused to give up, his desire for the grapes growing with every failed attempt.

The fox jumped, again and again, his energy waning with each leap. He was panting heavily, his legs sore from the exertion. Yet, his determination did not waver. He was relentless in his pursuit.

Eventually, the fox sat down, worn out and breathless. He stared at the grapes, his desire now replaced with frustration. He was tired, but he refused to accept defeat.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. If he couldn't jump high enough to reach the grapes, he could maybe climb the tree next to the vine and jump from there to the grapes.

With renewed energy, the fox began to climb the tree. Each branch he climbed brought him closer to his goal. He could almost taste the grapes, so close yet so far.

However, the last branch was too thin to hold his weight. As he jumped onto it, it snapped, and the fox fell down with a thud, once again failing to reach the grapes.

The fox lay on the ground, panting and exhausted. He looked up at the grapes, his desire replaced by a sense of defeat. He had tried everything he could, but the grapes remained out of reach.

He thought to himself, 'Maybe these grapes are not meant for me.' With a heavy heart, he decided to walk away, leaving the grapes behind.

As the fox walked away, he looked back one last time at the bunch of grapes. He realized that not everything we desire is attainable, no matter how hard we try.

With a newfound understanding, the fox left the garden behind, in search of something that was meant for him. Even though he didn't get the grapes, he gained a valuable lesson that day.