My first Post...Mosquito bit me…..

I thought of so many articles for my first post, like “The Hope Story”, “Unix Scripting”, “Books I Read”, “My Domain”, etc….but this article was already prepared few days back, so as a starter I am posting the “Mosquito bit me”.

Mosquito bit me…..

  “For the past two days I think a RAT might be biting me in the night while I was in sleep…” I said showing couple of scratch marks on my hands to my friend.

“No those marks are left by MOSQUITOES” my friend told by giving a glance as an entomologist to those scratches on my hand. That reminded me an old story I read in a news paper long back. Immediately I started telling the story to my friend, he listened to the story with patience though we were in a hurry to canteen to have lunch…The story went like this….

             Long back a fisherman used to lead a miserable life. His wife being greedy never happy with the income they were getting. She dreamt of having Queens’ life in luxurious palaces.

A saint used to live on a mountain top near by. One day wife came to know about the powers possessed by the saint, with which he can give anything if one impresses him and if he feels they deserve it. Since then she used to bug her husband to go to the saint and beseech for wealth. But the husband being honest never went to the saint.

            One day fisherman came home in the evening from fishing; he found that his wife was badly ill, he took her to the doctor but doctor said that there was no medicine to cure her illness and GOD only can save her. The word "GOD" reminded him the saint who lived on the mountain. So he decided to take her to the saint and plead him to cure her illness.

            The fisherman took his wife onto his shoulders and started climbing the mountain. As it was getting darker his journey towards the top of mountain was becoming harder yet he tried hard and reached the top of the mountain. The whole road towards the top of the mountain was very harsh and with full of sharp edged stones. But to his surprise on top of the mountain, it was beautiful green field with so many heavenly flower plants, that no man could have ever seen. He went to the saint and asked him to cure his wife’s illness. The saint impressed by fisherman’s love towards the wife. The saint asked the fisherman to drop three drops of blood on the tongue of his wife. So did the fisherman. Immediately his wife became well. They thanked the saint and went to home.

            For the next couple of months they lived in happiness but the greedy wife started showing her true colors again. She was not happy with his income, started bugging the fisherman again for more money.

One day fisherman came from fishing and found his wife was not in home. He inquired the neighbors about her. They told him that a king from distant oceans came and asked her to marry him, she felt happy and left with the king. The fisherman felt very sad. So he started journey to meet his wife. After travelling for more than two months, he reached the King’s place. He went to the palace where his wife was residing. She was plucking flowers in the garden, wearing huge jewelry and heavily hand worked gown. She looked at him and asked why he came there. He didn’t answer her. She asked him to take some money and never come back. He said he will go and never come back but demanded his three drops of blood. She felt that three drops of blood can avoid the memories of her old tragic life forever, so she cut her thumb and dropped three drops of blood in fisherman’s hands. Immediately she turned into a mosquito and started buzzing in fisherMAN’s ear for blood.

  “From then on wards all female mosquitoes buzz in MENS’ ears for three drops of blood, and bites. The quench of the blood for female mosquitoes is not fulfilled till date it seems…so they are biting me in the night” I said to my friend.

Both of us fell into laughs and proceeded in the queue for lunch.