It was a sweltering summer day. A crow was extremely parched. He started to scan for a water all over. In any case, every one of his endeavors was futile. All of a sudden he saw a pitcher at a separation. 'The pitcher must have a water'- said the crow to himself. He "achieved the pitcher. In any case, lamentably, there was very little water in it. There as meager water at the bottom.The crow attempted to drink. Be that as it may, his snout couldn't come to the water.the heat that points hit upon an arrangement. he got the stones lying adjacent to the pitcher one by one and dropped them into the pitcher.soon the layer of water ascended up high. The crow at that point drank water and took off joyfully.
Moral – Where there is a will there is away.
Moral – Where there is a will there is away.
