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There
was once a farmer. He had a small piece of land. He grew paddy on it. There came a year
when no rain fell andthe crops failed. The farmer did not know what to do. He was
desperate.
He sat down in his field and began to think: "Perhaps the gods are angry
with me. That is why no rains came."
When he rose, he saw in a corner of that field a big black snake coming out of its pit.
The snake had a large hood.
The farmer thought: "Ah! This must be the God of the field. I have never
worshipped Him. That must be the reason for the failure of the crops. I must now worship
Him."
He went home and brought some milk. The snake had by then crept back into the pit. So
the farmer poured some milk into the pit. ' After praying before the snake-pit for some
time, he left the place.
Author - Dharamsey M. Khatau
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