A pundit, crossing a field, felt that there was something in his mouth and spat it out. It turned out to be a heron’s feather. He could not understand how it had got into his mouth and it perplexed him a great deal. When he reached home he told his wife about it but asked her not to tell anyone lest somebody put a bad interpretation on it.
His wife was even more intrigued by the strange occurrence and felt the need to confide in someone. So she swore her neighbor to secr… http://bit.ly/cZ7cZx