A story from the Mahabharata about a man who gave away the only thing keeping him alive.

Karna was born with his armor. Not given it, not forged for him - born with it, fused to his flesh, a gift from his father the Sun God.

As long as he wore it, no weapon could kill him.

A god came to him in disguise to take it away.

Karna saw through the disguise immediately.

He gave the armor anyway - cutting it from his own body, still warm, still bleeding - to a god who had come in deceit to rob him of the one thing standing between him and death.

He knew exactly what it would cost him.

He gave it anyway.

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A story from the court of the great Mughal emperor Akbar about justice, wit, and a pot of khichdi hanging five feet above a fire.

A poor man stood waist-deep in a freezing lake from dusk until dawn to win a reward he desperately needed.

He survived by keeping his eyes fixed on a distant lamp burning in a palace window.

The emperor refused to pay.

"You were warmed by that lamp. The terms are not met."

The poor man went to Birbal.

The next morning Birbal did not come to court.

When the emperor finally went to find him - Birbal was sitting very comfortably in his courtyard beside a small fire.

And hanging from a branch five feet above the flame - A pot of khichdi.

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A story from the Panchatantra about the most human mistake

in the entire collection.

A poor Brahmin received a pot full of rice flour - more than he had seen in months.

He hung it beside his bed, lay down, and began to think.

If a famine came, he could sell the flour for a hundred silver coins.

With that he could buy goats.

The goats would become cows.

The cows would become a house.

The house would come with a wife.

The wife would bear him a son.

He named the boy Soma Sharma.

Soma Sharma was, as sons tend to be, somewhat difficult.

Still fast asleep - the Brahmin drew back his foot and kicked.

His pot shattered.

The flour scattered everywhere.

He woke up covered in everything he had.

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