Once upon a time, there was a king who was so proud that he was unbearable to all of his subjects. One day, a hare, having heard of this king, went to rebuke him to try to bring him to his senses. The hare marched into the court of the king and called out, "Hey, you fellow, who do you think you are that you mistreat and look down on your subjects so severely?" The king answered, "I am the king." To that the hare replied, "Well, I am only a jungle beast, and don't know what 'king' means." "A king is one who has nothing above him," was the reply. "Well I declare! Is there nothing above you?" questioned the hare. "Nothing," answered the king. "Well, I never saw a man with nothing above him before, so I want to take a good look at you." "Look your fill," the king replied. The hare stared at the king for hours, till an urgent call of nature led the king to stir. The hare called out, "Hey, you king, where are you going to?" The king, abashed, sat down again, and went on with his business. This was repeated several times, till the king could hold out no longer, and blurted out, "If you must know, I am going." "Ah! you are no king," shouted the hare; "Your own bowels are your master. They demand food, and you are powerless to resist; they send you on private errands, which you are compelled to do." The king stood silent as the hare continued "In fact, you are powerless against death, sickness, and old age like all your subjects. No one is above them." The king, pondering on all of this asked the hare, "If I am not the king, then who is the king?" The hare replied, "There is only one king and he is God. We are all his subjects and there is nothing above him." The king finally understood. Humbled by this new realizing, from that day on the King began to rule his subjects with fairness and respect. Thanks to the hare.

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