In a lush green valley lived a farmer named Arjun. He owned a beautiful orchard that bloomed every spring. During the good years, when the harvests were plentiful, Arjun would dance with joy. He would tell everyone, 'I am the luckiest man alive! Everything is perfect!' He felt as if the world belonged to him.
However, one year, a terrible drought struck the valley. The rivers dried up, and Arjun’s orchard began to wither. The joy that once filled his heart vanished instantly. He became deeply depressed, sitting under a dry tree and weeping, 'Why has my luck turned against me? Why is life so unfair?' He lost his appetite and his peace of mind.
An old, wise woman named Meera saw him sitting there. She sat beside him and said softly, 'Arjun, when the sun was shining, you thought it would never set. You celebrated the good times as if they were permanent. Now that the clouds have gathered, you act as if the sun is gone forever. Both the sunshine and the storm are parts of life's cycle. Do not let the good times make you proud, and do not let the bad times break you.'
Arjun realized his mistake. He understood that fate brings both joy and sorrow in equal measure. From that day on, he learned to meet the good times with gratitude and the hard times with courage.
