नन्हे पौधे की कहानी | हिंदी कहानी | Moral Stories in Hindi | Hindi Kahaniya
Story of the tiny plant | Moral Stories
Chunmun was going towards the park holding Dad’s finger. Both went for a walk in the morning. In the park, Chunmun saw a small plant. He felt as if the plant was shaking its leaves and welcoming it.
Chunmun said to the plant – “Little plants didn’t see you here before when did you come here!”
Hey, what is this? The plant said, “Yes, earlier I was inside the seed. The gardener Kaka buried my seed inside the earth. I was born in the lap of this earth. “
Chunmun asked – “You were inside the earth for so long, you did not feel afraid?”
“I was absolutely terrified, but the gardener Kaka used to come to see me and give me water too.” The plant told.
“Again? What happened then? ”Chunmun asked.
After a while, the plant said again, “Slowly, seedlings started growing inside me. I came out of the soil as a seedling. The gardener was very happy to see this. Now I was getting air and light. I slowly grew up with this. The leaves started coming in me. “
“How beautiful are your leaves?” Chunmun fondly rubbed her leaves.
The plant became happy upon hearing the praise. Then suddenly said sadly, “Some children are very naughty. I like to play with the kids, but when they break my leaves, it hurts me. “
Chunmun asked – “I will never break your cards.” Would you like to befriend me? “
“sure why not! In a few days, flowers and fruits will also start coming in me. I will grow up to be a tree. ” The plant said.
Suddenly Chunmun remembered something. He asked, “You have no grandfather, like my grandfather?”
“My grandfather was also there. His fruits were very sweet and people used to rest in his shade. ” The plant said.
Chunmun said, “I too rest in my grandfather’s lap.”
“And you know! People used to take out the impure air that they take out of their breath, and they converted it into pure air. Pure air is called oxygen. Without it, a human being cannot live for a moment. ” The plant said chirping.
“Good! Where is your grandfather now?” Chunmun asked.
“One day, a man brought an ax and cut them. They shouted a lot that don’t bite me, I am your friend. But he did not agree. My grandfather used to do good to everyone, then why was he killed? “The plant got depressed.
Chunmun fondly kissed her and said, “Don’t you panic!” We will not allow this mistake to happen now. We will also plant trees and will not let them be cut down. “