Ingratitude Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In a thick and large forest
There lived a giant bird
Its name was Jaralkkaru
Reincarnation of a celestial being
On a curse from the angel it became
A birth of giant bird the story tells.

A wise gentleman from the village
Slowly in ruins of his credibility
By the vices he became in penury
unable to maintain the family of four
The children cried for better food
His lavishness and vices destroyed all.

In rage and fit of anger his wife told
Go somewhere and earn money
Otherwise the family will be in starvation
Better you suffer or I will end my life
Together with my children, no doubt.

He made travel to the distance places
No mercy or kindness he got anywhere
Still he continued his journey and reached
The thick and long forest at last
Through which the path for an adjacent city.

When it was dawn and darkness in the forest
Anymore he was unable to continue the steps
In the nearby there he saw, the big tree
Where our Jaralkkaru the bird perched.

Having seen a tired and poor man below
With a genuine suspicion it came near
Standing with a distance asked the reason
Of the journey and his strains in detail.

Money is my matter and aim for the journey
And prepared to do any kind of job for a return
The kindhearted bird promised to help him
It was able to convey its ideas to humans
When there was truth and justice also kindness.

The bird plucked sweet and ripe fruits nearby
Gave it enough to the unknown visitor
The man ate in such a speed owing to his hunger
Kept the balance for tomorrows journey

Next morning the bird told him to go the city
where there is a dear friend it knows well
Tell him I have introduced you to him.
Who is affluent enough to help you well.

The man went to the richest man he has ever seen
He was so pleasant to help the visitor
Not out of charity but on the value of introducer
His friend Jaralkkaru the bird once save his life.

Taking the money, gold and all other materials
In such a large bag which was the maximum to carry
Returned the old place of forest and took rest there
The story of earlier meeting with the bird repeated
Got enough fruits to eat and water to drink

In the night the man was in dilemma on the return
There is still miles to walk but nothing to eat.
His mind was wicked and all his body might he used
Killed the bird and carried the meat in his bag.

The next day was the scheduled meeting of the richman
with the bird jaralkkaru whom he missed to find.
His mind was in suspicion and understood the ingratitude
which may be the man whom it helped so much.

This world we live, have such black spots together with
The nice and gentle ones who are genuine human beings
Nice and gentleness gives us happy and good feeling
while the cursed and cruel ones gives such hardships.In