Once there lived a man called Shambhu. He was a hair-dresser. He was always angry with people. Nobody liked him. Nobody went to his shop for a hair-cut or a shave. He opened his shop in the morning and sat in front of it. He had a comb and a pair of scissors in his hands. He waited for someone to come. But nobody went to him.
One day, there came a cat. It looked here and there and walked straight to Shambhu's shop. Shambhu was happy. He sat on the chair, wrapped its body with a towel and started cutting its hair. After the hair-cut he wanted to give the cat a bath. He took the cat to a pond in the field.
A farmer came that way. He saw the hair-dresser and the cat in the pond. He told shambhu, "Don't dip the cat in the water. It'll die."
"Who are you to tell me?" shouted Shambhu. The farmer went on his way.
After some time the farmer came back to the pond. Shambu was sitting on the bank of the pond. He was crying.
"Why are you cring?" asked the farmer.
"The cat is dead," said the hair-dresser.
"I told you not to give the cat a bath. You didn't listen to me," said the farmer sadly.
"No,it's not the bath that killed the cat. After the bath I wrung the cat to dry it," said the hair-dresser. He was still weeping.
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