The lie has less life span

The Lie Has a Short Lifespan: A Children's Moral Story About Honesty and Tidiness

In the peaceful village of Pavia, there lived a joyful man named Guru. His life was simple but filled with love, shared with his wife, Geetha, their son, Dhira, and daughter, Sonu. Though their lives were mostly harmonious, there was a small challenge—Sonu and Dhira's differing habits.

Sonu was always neat and organized. Her school books, toys, and clothes were always in perfect order. In contrast, Dhira’s room was often a mess. Books, clothes, and toys scattered everywhere. Sonu, being the older sibling, often tried to help Dhira stay organized, but he never listened, and things remained in disarray.

Instead of taking responsibility for his mess, Dhira discovered a clever trick—he would lie to their parents, blaming Sonu for the chaos. This made Dhira feel powerful, and he often used the lie to get away with his disobedience, while Sonu got scolded.

One afternoon, as Sonu and Dhira played a game of chess, something unusual happened. Dhira lost, and in his frustration, he decided to get back at Sonu. He hid his favorite tie, a precious gift from his grandfather, and then ran to Guru with a sad face.

“Papa, Sonu took my tie!” Dhira wailed. “She messed up my room when I asked her about it!”

Guru, wise and patient, didn’t react immediately. He simply asked Dhira to call Sonu into the room. Terrified, Sonu entered and protested, “I didn’t do anything, Papa! Dhira is lying!” Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face.

Guru knelt and wiped her tears away. “Don’t worry, my dear. Let me tell you a story.”

With a warm smile, Guru began, “Long ago, there was a terrible demon named Vara. This demon would roam the villages, capturing children who were messy or dishonest. Only children who kept their things in order and told the truth could escape Vara’s grasp.”

Before they could continue the story, Geetha called them to dinner, and Guru promised to finish later. But Sonu’s mind raced with thoughts of the demon.

That night, Sonu drifted to sleep, exhausted from the day’s events, while Dhira lay awake, troubled by Guru’s story. What if the demon was real? What if he was in danger?

Noticing Dhira’s restlessness, Guru quietly entered his room. “Why aren’t you asleep, son?” he asked.

Dhira, eyes wide with guilt, hesitated before asking, “Papa, is the demon still alive?”

Guru smiled gently. “Yes, Dhira. But the demon can never harm children who are tidy and truthful. Living with honesty and keeping your things in order will protect you from harm.”

The next morning, something remarkable happened. Even though it was a Sunday, Dhira woke up early, determined to make things right. With a sincere smile, he walked up to Guru.

“Good morning, Papa!” Dhira greeted him brightly. Guru looked up in surprise. “You’re up early? And why do your eyes look so red?”

Dhira lowered his head, speaking softly, “Papa, I hid the tie and lied about Sonu taking it. I want to be good. I cleaned my room. Please, Papa, save me from the demon.”

Guru’s heart softened, and he hugged Dhira warmly. “I’m proud of you, my son. You’ve learned an important lesson—truth and tidiness will always protect you.”

As they embraced, Dhira felt a weight lift from his heart. He had faced his fear, told the truth, and made his world brighter.

Moral of the Story: Lies may provide temporary relief, but they will eventually trap you in fear. Only honesty and tidiness can keep you safe from the dangers that lurk.