African folklore: wives of rich and poor

In Africa, there lived a very poor man named Anaasi. His house had a very rich man, whose name was not anything. One day, unnatural and some-no one decided that they would go to the nearby town and bring wives for themselves.

There was a lot of money - otherwise, he had to wear muslin's finest knit before going on a trip. There was the only one torn cotton shirt to wear poor Nyanasi. In the middle road, Anansi asked for some kurtas and said that she would return it before reaching the city. But even after reaching the city, he did not return anything to his excuse by some excuse. As a friend of untouchability, nothing stopped calling for her knees and she was wearing an untimely shirt.

Anansi had worn a muslin shirt and therefore there was no problem finding her for wives. She got many wives. On the other hand, no-one has seen it and its very dishonesty. An old poor woman got nothing but compassion, and she gave her her daughter. Unani's wives made fun of their wife-not because they were very poor. Some, not the intelligent wife, did not pay attention to her.

All people have their own home. When they reached their city, the wives of both of them were very surprised. The way to the home of Ananasi was rugged and there was nothing like the palace such as the house of the house. Nothing was done by the servants of the animals and carpets laid on them. The servants themselves stood for the reception by wearing good clothes with their wives. There was no waiting for untouchable.

Nothing, the wife lived like a queen of the whole city and who could afford it. The wives of the unit were inclined to eat and they used to eat raw food by putting salt. Nothing, when the wife came to know about the plight of the wives of Ananya, she called them in her palace. Ananya's wives were so happy by reaching the palace of some-no that they refused to go back to Anansi's hut.

Anaasi got very angry He decided to kill some-nothing. He persuaded some of his friends to dig up the tunnels till the door of the palace. When the tunnel was completed, he laid pieces of knives and glass bottles under the tunnel. Then he put a lot of soap in front of the castle's door, which turned the road slippery.

At night when he thought that he had not slept in some sleep, then he came out of nothing and put a voice for something to talk about. Some-no, the wife refused to let him go out so late in the night. Anaasi repeatedly called no-no, but his wife prevented him from going out. But a few-did eventually ignore his talk and came out to talk to unnatural. Keeping the feet on the floor, he slipped and went straight into the tunnel and died and died.

Nothing, the wife had a great grief of death for her husband. She wrapped a lot of sago and distributed the children to the city so that she would cry for her husband.

That's why even today when we see children weeping, they get the answer when they ask for the crying that they are crying for nothing.