ON KEEPING THE MOUTH SHUT

There was a pond where many types of water dwelling creatures lived. 

Among these, there was a turtle. This turtle had befriended two storks(naarais). 

It so happened that an unusual draught happened. This was growing worse. Most of the creatures were moving. Others were dying out. 

The storks decided to migrate to somewhere where there was abundant water.

They tried to help the turtle to migrate with them.

So they devised a method by which the turtle can be safely transported to the new habitat.

They took a strong stick and asked the turtle to bite it in the middle. 

They told the turtle not to open its mouth no matter whatever happened until they reached the new pond. 

The turtle bit the stick. The storks bit the ends of the stick - each at each end, and......

Off they flew.

Up, up, and away.

As they flew, they passed a town.

The one of the townsmen chanced to look up.

He saw a most unusual sight. 

The turtle clinging its mouth to a stick which was carried by two flying storks!

He uttered a cry of astonishment and soon the whole town was agog and gaping skywards at the storks and the turtle.

The turtle heard the commotion below and turned its eyes downwards. 

It wanted to say, "Wow! All these people! Are they looking at us?"

When it started saying '"Wow", it started falling down.

By the time it finished saying "at us?", it crashed to the ground.

And ended inside a soup pot.

Unfolding more upon the topic 'Of Keeping the Mouth Shut'.......

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There were some boys who saw a big land turtle (aamai) trying to cross over to a pond. 

They had heard that turtle curry is a delicacy. So they tried to kill it by hammering it with stones and sticks. 

But the turtle pulled itself inside its shell and remained snugly inside. 

The boys just could not kill the turtle.

Just then a swamiji was being taken to Sorga Paradise in a vimana by the Devas.

He saw the plight of the boys and also the turtle.

"I am an impartial observer of the world and its goings on. I do not partake in any of the happenings. I am just like the drop of water over a lotus leaf.

As an impartial observer, my observation is this: 

the way of the world is that you can kill a turtle by turning it on its back. It will put out its legs and head and then will become vulnerable. Then it can be killed easily and cooked. 

But why should I tell this to the boys? Let me mind my own business."

The boys DID hear this and accordingly killed the turtle.

Immediately the Devas pushed the swamiji out of the vimana.

Headlong he crashed into Patala, the underworld.

There are still more stories to this effect.