Red Shoes Story Of India

Once upon a time, there lived a man in New Delhi. He lived alone, no aide. To earn their living he worked as a shoemaker. Homemade shoe is very strong and beautiful.
Rice supplies running out, because recently the customers never buy shoes makes. Cobbler was feeling sad. He did not have the money to buy rice and the new skin. He fell ill from lack of food.
Cobbler has a beautiful skin once, that he bought a few years ago. Because of the beauty of the skin was not he made shoes. But now he thinks otherwise. Feeling desperate, he intends to make beautiful shoes with leather.

Lips muttering to himself, "I will make a special shoe. Perhaps someone out there who want to buy at a price which is quite expensive. I will be able to buy food and other leather materials. "
Diligently and carefully he began work. After a long time finished shoes. Very good. He later put the shoes in a storefront shop. He patiently waits for the buyer. But no one wants to buy the shoes. People find it too expensive.
Cobbler was confused. An evening full of grief, he was sitting alone in the seat of his house. He had no money to buy food and coffee. He complained, "Oh, where I can eat tomorrow? Yes, God is so great trials thy humble me ... "
Outside the rain was falling. The cold wind blowing. Suddenly a knock on the door of his house. He stood open. Well, a poor beggar standing at the door. The beggar said slowly, "Give me some money. I was cold and limp once. This day I have not eaten ... "
"I have no money and food, but come in and dry clothes near the fireplace. Tonight you can sleep here, "said the cobbler with ibanya.
Go beggars in and sit by the fire. He was barefoot. Her feet were torn and splits due bite sharp stones.
"Why do not you have any money, old man?" Asked the beggar. Cobbler replied, "I'm old. Subscription-langganaku not want to buy shoes again. Durable my shoes ... "
Beggars took a pair of special shoes and said, "These shoes are great, why do not you sell?"
"Nobody bought it. They find it too expensive. "Answer cobbler with a face full of sadness.
"I want this kind of shoes, my feet are cracked and bleeding. But ah ... I had no money at all, "said the beggar.
"Take those shoes, nobody would buy it. Ambilllah if you like it ".
While saying that the cobbler was left alone beggar and went to bed. Early in the morning he woke up. Beggar was gone, carrying red shoes too.
Cobbler was cooking water to drink. There was no food at all. Sat quietly waiting for what might happen to him.
Approximately one in the afternoon knock on the door of his house. He opened the door, he was astonished. At the door stands a Minister of the Kingdom of clothes greatness. Behind him stood a waiter brought a delicious meal delicious. The minister said with a smile on his lips.
"I brought food for you!"
"This food is for me?" Said the cobbler was with a sense of astonishment. "Maybe this was a mistake?"
"It was not a mistake, I'll tell you first eat", said Prime Minister of the Kingdom. Then the cobbler that was eating greedily. Finished eating the Prime Minister said, "Last night, you have given the king of red shoes and now he will pay it back."
"But I give the red shoes to a beggar. Who are you sir? "Asked the cobbler was with astonishment.
"My master is Maharaja KerajaanWirata. The village is entering its territory. To know more about the lives of people from near, he disguised as a beggar. You would have thought he was a real beggar. You give him only your wealth. Starting today you are asked to stay at the Palace Virata. Well, enough of my explanation let us go now! "
Now cobbler was living happily in the palace of the king. But he was not arrogant and cocky.
"Be sincere and honest will bring happiness"