Once upon
a time, there lived a man named Papayya in Padmapuram village. Papayya was an
unscrupulous money lender who levied unreasonable interest rates, fudged
account balances and deceived people. He also used to trick innocent people and
made money out of their misery.
Once,
Papayya went to the market to purchase some hay. There he met a simpleton
villager, Ramayya, who was selling hay stacked on his bullock cart. Papayya
quickly realized that Ramayya was gullible and went over to ask - 'How much for
the cart of hay?'
Ramayya
presumed that Papayya wants to purchase all the hay in the cart and said, 'one
hundred rupees and not a paisa less'
Papayya
said that while the price was high, he was willing to take it. 'Drive the cart
to my home. I will pay you there', he said.
Ramayya
then drove the cart to Papayya's house and down loaded all the hay. Papayya
then asked Ramayya to tie the cart in a corner under the three. Now, Ramayya was confused, 'Why should I leave my
cart there?'
'I
negotiated for a cart with hay - that includes the hay and the cart and the
bullocks!' claimed Papayya. Ramayya tried to convince him that this is not
correct and that the price of hundred rupees was only for the hay. Papayya did
not listen to him and drove him out of the house.
Ramayya
left the place were saddened. His livelihood depended on the bullocks and the
cart and he could not operate without them. When he reached his home, his son
Gopayya got to know of the whole affair and challenged, 'Papayya took advantage
of your innocence and weakness. I will teach him such a lesson that he will
never repeat this with anyone!'
Gopayya
used to work in the house of the village head. He went over to the head's house
and said, 'Sir, a grave injustice has been done to my father by Papayya and
recited the whole trickery. 'To teach a lesson to Papayya, I need your help - I request you to come dressed as a normal
farmer along with me'
The
village head agreed to Gopayya's request and went along with him dressed as a
normal farmer and a white beard so that he is not easily recognizable. They
both took a cartload of hay and went near Papayya's house and started selling,
'Cart of hay. Cart of hay - for very low price'
Attracted
by the call of low price, Papayya came over to purchase. He then saw two
innocent looking farmers and thought that he could play the trick again and
asked, 'How much for the cart of hay?'
Looking
just for this chance, Gopayya replied 'Very low price Sir. Just a handful of
coins from your son's hand'
Papayya
got excited hearing this! He ran inside his house and came out with his five
year old son holding the lowest denomination coins he could find and asked
Gopayya 'Is this the handful of coins
that you are asking for?'
Gopayya
replied 'Yes Sir. Please take the hay first'.
Papayya
took the hay and was up to his tricks again 'Cart of hay means hay with the
cart and bullocks, So leave the cart and bullocks under the tree'
Gopayya
acted a bit surprised, 'Oh, is that what you meant?' However, he agreed and
left the cart, bullocks and hay under the tree.
After
that Papayya was about to hand over the handful of coins in his son's hand.
Gopayya took the coins and then took out his knife and said, 'Handful of coins
from your son's hand means the coins and the hands too. So, I will cut the
hands now'
As
Gopayya was about to grab the five year old's hands, Papayya screamed, 'Handful
of coins means that the coins in the hand. It does not mean that you can take
the hands!!'
'Cart of
Hay means the hay in the cart and not the cart and the bullocks. Just like you
took the cart with the hay, I want the hands with the coins' retorted Gopayya
Papayya
now realized the position he was in. He also realized that the man along with
Gopayya was the village head and could not raise his voice and accepted defeat.
The village head levied a penalty of one thousand rupees on Papayya and ensured
that Papayya returned the bullocks and cart that he tricked out of Ramayya.
Papayya
learnt the taste of his own medicine that day and resolved to never trick
people again.
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