In a peaceful village lived a young man named Karikalan. He was hardworking but very stubborn, believing he knew everything. One summer, the village elder, Somu Grandpa, noticed the clouds were sparse. He called Karikalan and said, 'Son, the rains might be late this year. Please save some water and don't plant all your seeds at once. Be patient.'
Karikalan smiled dismissively. 'Grandpa, you are just being old-fashioned. I know exactly what I am doing,' he thought. Driven by the desire for quick profit, he and his friend Mani planted every single seed in his field within a single week.
Weeks passed, and just as Somu Grandpa had warned, the rains failed to come. The ground cracked under the scorching sun. Karikalan rushed to his wells, but they were bone dry because he hadn't saved any water. He watched helplessly as his entire crop withered and died. He had lost his hard-earned money and his livelihood. As he sat in his empty field, tears in his eyes, he realized that the 'old-fashioned' advice he had ignored was actually the shield that could have saved him. By refusing to listen, he had become his own worst enemy.
