This is story of two great friends, a Lion and a Tiger. They lived together in a den. They were friends since their childhood, when they were too young even to understand the difference between the lions and The tigers. Their friendship was not at all strange to them.
They moreover ever lived happily and peacefully in same place, it could be due to the presence of a Monk who lived on the same mountain near thier den.
One day it so happened that the two friends got into a stupid argument. Said the Tiger, “Everyone knows that cold decreases when the Moon comes from full to new.”
Said the Lion, “You are a stupid fellow. From where did you hear such nonsense? Everyone knows that cold increaser when the Moon comes from new to full”.
The argument between them became stronger and stronger. Both of them were firm on their own opinion. The argument started taking the shape of a fight. Suddenly, they realised that it looks like this they would lose their friendship. So, they decided to go and ask the learned Monk who would definitely know about the truth.
Both of them went to the witful monk and bowed before him respectfully. The hermit asked them the reason for their sudden arrival.
Then they said to him, “Sir, we are into an argument and there seems no end to it. Now only you can resolve the things by your knowledge.” And then they told him the point of argument.
The Hermit for a while thought and said, “It can be cold in any phase of the moon, from new to full and back to new again. It is the wind that brings the cold, whether from west or north or east. Therefor, you both are right and neither of you is defeated by the other”.
The Hermit said, “Both of you share your healthy childhood friendship. It is not good to get into useless arguments and think about separation. The most important thing is to live without conflict, to remain united. Unity is best by all means.”
The Lion and the Tiger understood the message of the wise monk. Thet thanked the Monk for his kind suggestion. Both of them lived happily as good friends in saperate habitate.
Moral: Weather Comes and Goes weather, to friendship remains.