There lived a sculptor in a village. Once, he crafted an idol of a goddess that was a real beauty. He had to deliver it to his customer who lived in another village. The sculptor set out with the idol of the goddess loaded on the donkey. The idol was so impressive that whoever saw it stopped and bowed with both hands joined in reverence to the goddess to pay his respects. It happened all the way.
The silly donkey thought that the people were making obeisance to him. The idea filled him with pride. He stopped and began to bray loudly to sound his greatness. The sculptor tried to silence him gently. He revealed to the donkey that the people were not making obeisance to it but to the idol it was carrying. But the donkey would not believe it. A real ass it was. It continued to believe that the people were paying their respects to it.
The donkey brayed on. So, the sculptor thrashed the donkey thoroughly with his thick stick. The beating put back the better sense in the donkey and made it realise that it was an ass.
Now, the donkey walked silently with its head down.
Moral : It is the reason why a fool is called a donkey.
