In a big urban city, a madman wandered around every day. No one knew who he was, where he came from, or how he ended up there. People didn’t even care where he lived. One day, a wealthy young man approached him. Giving him a thousand rupees, he asked, “Where are you from? What’s your […]
Ramwnda’s house was in the forest, and he always lived alone. He grew fruits and vegetables in the forest. The forest animals often wanted to visit Ramwnda’s garden, but he got very angry, so they were afraid of him. One day, quietly, a group of monkeys came into Ramwnda’s garden and gobbled up the fruits.
Along the path to Rwisumwi’s place and right in the backyard of the house, a lush, vibrant taro (thaso) garden has grown abundantly. It looks as though someone from the house intentionally cultivated a taro plantation. The leaves are remarkably large and broad. Suddenly, on a stretch of the road, people caught in an unexpected