At the center of the captivating rolling meadows, dwelt a young shepherd. His being was unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His only responsibility was to care for his flock of rams.
Their gentle baas and the rustling of the wind across the single tree on the peak were his only associates. Day after day, watching over his responsibilities instilled in him a notion of quiet fulfillment.
However, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would yearn for companionship. On one such day because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy conceived a troublesome plot.
Stories of wolves prowling on sheep had been heard times and get more info again in the hamlet. So, the boy decided to exploit this fear and played a joke on the villagers.
One morning he ran into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf that has taken my sheep!” The terrified villagers rushed up the hills for rescue but discovered no wolf.
The boy chuckled at the dilemma on their faces. This prank laughed for a couple of more days. But, one morning, a real wolf actually come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy ran for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.
Frustrated and alone, the boy struggled against the wolf but managed to rescue only few of his flock. Heartbroken, he went back to the town only to receive a lesson on honesty and the consequences of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the importance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the perils of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is tough to regain. It's a story as relevant today as it was anciently.