A camel and jackal were neighbours. The camel was simple while the jackal was very cunning. Whenever his belly was filled with food, he used to think evil. One day the jackal came to the camel with good news. He was very much excited about a field of sugarcane.
But the sugarcane was across a river. So it was essential to him to get help from the camel. The camel too was fond of sugarcane. He readily agreed. He carried the jackal on his back and crossed the river. It was really a vast field of sugarcane. And there were nobody to guard that field.
They had a grand feast. The jackal, due to overfeeding, started rolling on the ground. He also began to howl very loudly. The camel asked him not to howl because his howling would bring the farmer there. “It is my habit. I howl after I have had my meal.” said the jackal. In fact his intention was evil.
The farmer, the owner of the field heard the howling of the jackal. “Some animals are spoiling my field”, He said to himself. He took a big stick and came there. The jackal was small nowhere to be seen. The owner saw the camel and beat him hard. The camel rushed out. He was very angry with the jackal. He came to the bank. His whole body was aching because of the beating.
The jackal soon came to camel to cross the river. The camel took him on his back. When he was in the middle of the stream, the camel began to roll in water. “What are you doing my friend?” “Don’t you see the water is too deep for me “, said the jackal.
"It is my nature", said the camel. The jackal was soon dropped from the camels back and drowned. The camel had his revenge.
Moral: Tit for Tat.
