Good Will Grow out of Good Story Indian Folktale: An Indian Folktale

The story of good will grow out of good revolves around a king and a Brahmin. The king is saved because of the goodness of the Brahmin in the story. In the story, we will see how evil is always defeated. Truth always triumphs. Read the good will grow out of good story summary and the good will grow out of good story pdf available for free online.

Story of Good Will Grow Out of Good in English

Once upon a time, there was a king named Patnîpriya. An old Brahmin, Pâpabhîru used to visit the king every morning.

The Brahmin had a yellow line in his hand. He presented it to the king every morning. He used to pronounce the benediction in Tamil saying:

Nanmai vidaittâl, nanmai vil̤aiyum,

Tîmai vidaittâl, tîmai vijayum,

Nanmaiyum tîmaiyum pinvara kâṇalâm.

“If the good is sown, then good will grow,

If bad is sown, then bad will grow,

Thus suitable or bad the end will show.”

The king highly respected the noble benediction.

This presentation of the fruit was done daily. Brahmin never had anything to request from the king. He wanted to pay his respects.

The king observed that the Brahmin had no alternative motives. Brahmin just wanted to do his duty to the king. The king was very happy to see this. He was full of admiration for the poor Brahmin.

When the fruit was presented, Brahmin used to wait upon the sovereign till the worship of the king was over.

Brahmin used to go back home from there where his wife had kept all the things that were required for his puja. The Brahmin used to have dinner prepared by his wife for him.

Brahmins' neighbors used to send him invitations sometimes for food which he accepted at once. The reason was that his father before his death had advised him in Tamil:

"Kalai so tai taḷḷâde,

Kaṇṇil Kaṇḍadai śollâde,

Râjanukku paysandu naḍa.”

“Morning meal do thou never spurn,

Nor say thou what thine eyes discern,

But serve thy king for fame to earn.”

This was the main reason why the Brahmin visited the king and accepted the food invitation sent by anyone at once.

On the morning of Ekadasi, the Brahmin went to pay his respect to the king with his benediction and lime just like any other day. The Brahmin found that the king was gone to do his puja and he followed him.

When the king saw the Brahmin, his face glowed. The king told Brahmin that he thought that Brahmin would not come in the morning due to some unavoidable reason. The king prayed to God and thanked him for sending the Brahmin to him.

He said to the Brahmin, "I never do my puja without keeping the scimitar beside God. Last night, I forgot it in my queen's room. The Scimitar is kept under the pillow. I did not find any suitable person to bring it for me. I was waiting for you. Can you bring it for me from the queen's room?".

The Brahmin was very happy because he got an opportunity to serve the king. He ran to the room where the king used to sleep usually.

The queen was a clever and wicked woman. She used to have meetings with the courtiers of the prince.

When the Brahmin came, the queen was very surprised. One of the lovers of the queen was walking in the garden. The Brahmin went to the room and picked up the scimitar and went away.

He did not open his lips because he followed his father's advice. He went away with a very heavy heart.

The queen and her suitor were very shocked.

The minister said, "The Brahmin has seen us and he will tell the king about us".

The queen replied, "I will get the Brahmin murdered before the sun rises. I will inform the king what is to be done and will tell you about the result. You can then go back home".

After the queen said this she went to her husband who was praying. The king rose and asked the reason behind the sudden appearance of the queen.

She said to the king, "You think everyone is innocent in this world. The poor old Brahmin I still have not forgotten his younger days and has asked me to run away with him. If you do not punish him by tomorrow, I will kill myself".

The king was very shocked to hear this. All the admiration that he had for Brahmin had gone. He called his executioners and told them before his wife "Take an iron caldron to the gate. Keep it boiling with oil. A person will come to you and ask in the morning,' Is it all done?'. You should not observe who he is and you should tie his hands and feet and throw him into the boiling oil. When the person has boiled to death, you can put out the fire and empty the oil" 

The executioners went to perform the order given by the king. The queen was very happy to hear this. She had finally arranged the murder of the brahmin.

She told the minister everything but forgot to mention the question which was to be put by the victim. The minister was very happy and he went to his place. The minister was waiting for the death of the Brahmin.

When the puja was over, the king called the poor Brahmin. The Brahmin appeared with his beating heart because the king had never called him at such a time.

When he arrived, the king gently said "Brahmin, tomorrow morning you have to pass by the east gate to make your ablutions. You will see two people sitting there with a caldron. You have to simply ask them, 'Is it all done? Come and communicate to me whatever reply they give".

The king thought that the Brahmin would never return to him because he would die. Brahmin was very happy to serve the king. The next morning, he got up and placed a bed containing dry clothes on his head, and went to the river for his bath.

The Brahmin started walking towards the eastern gate as he had been ordered by the king. He did not walk far and a friend invited him to have breakfast.

The friend said, "My mother has not tasted even a drop of water the whole of Ekadashi. Hot water rice for a bath is ready. You can pour the water over the small vessel, pronounce the Gayatri mantra, and taste some rice. Please oblige me for the sake of my mother".

The Brahmin inside the house of his friend. He accepted the invitation of his friend because he remembered the advice given by his father. The order of the king was running in his mind.

The minister was very anxious to hear the news of the death of the Brahmin. He was afraid to enquire about the information and he decided to go himself to find out.

He went to the eastern gate and asked the executioners sitting there, 'Is it all done?'. The executioners were instructed not to observe who the person was and tie his hands and feet and put the person in the oil. The executioners followed the orders of the king. At last, they extinguished the fire and poured the oil out.

The Brahmin finished his breakfast in a hurry and with a leaf in his hand, he ran to the east gate to inquire whether it was all done.

The executioners told him that they had killed the minister as was ordered by the king. They told the Brahmin to report to the king about his order which had been executed.

The Brahmin ran and told the reply of the executioners to the king. The king understood that there was something wrong because of the interference of the minister.

He held his scimitar in his right hand and asked the Brahmin if he had tried to get away with the wife of the king the previous morning. The king also warned the Brahmin to tell the truth otherwise he would kill him. The Brahmin told what he had seen and the king fell on his knees.

The kings told Brahmin that he had understood the words of the benediction. He told the Brahmin that since he had better, he was saved. Since the minister was wicked, he died. He also told the Brahmin that his wife was also a victim of the evil sowing.

The king ordered his wife to the gallows. He made the Brahmin his minister and ruled for a long time.

A Brahmin doing his pooja

Moral of the Story of Good Will Grow Out of Good

The story like any other Indian folktale has a moral attached to it. Goodness always wins over evil is the main moral of the story which has been depicted very clearly in the story. If a person does good, good comes back to him in unexpected ways. Similarly, if a person has evil in his heart, evil things will happen to him in unexpected ways.