Once there was a crow. He was flying. He found some peacock feathers. He stuck them to his tail. He wanted to appear good looking. He flew to some peacocks and wanted to live with them. He hated the black crows. He claimed that the peacocks were his own relatives. The peacocks knew his trick. They chased him away by pecking him a body. Then the crow went to his relatives. They didn’t like his artificial feathers. They also pecked him and drove him away. The crow was disappointed. He didn’t know what to do. He was left alone.
Moral: We must not pretend what we are not