In a peaceful village lived a young boy named Arjun and his grandfather. One summer, the village faced a terrible drought. The wells ran dry, and the plants began to wither. Arjun felt sad seeing the thirsty animals and the struggling farmers.
One evening, as they watched the dry sky, Arjun asked, 'Grandpa, why doesn't the rain come? If the clouds gave us water, shouldn't they ask for something in return?'
Grandpa smiled wisely and said, 'Look at the clouds, Arjun. They gather moisture and pour rain upon the earth to give life to everything. But do the clouds ever ask the earth, the trees, or the animals to pay them back? No, they don't. They give because it is their nature to give.'
Inspired by his grandfather, Arjun decided to help. He used his small pocket money to buy a few clay bowls and placed them around the village, filling them with the little water he had for the birds and stray dogs. He didn't do it for praise or for a reward; he did it simply because he saw a need. When the monsoon finally arrived, turning the brown fields green again, Arjun felt a deep sense of peace, knowing that true kindness lies in giving without expecting anything in return.
