Once on the bank of a river a monkey made a home for himself in a tree laden with fruit. He lived in it happily eating to his heart's content the fruit of his choice. The monkey was happy but lonely and wanted a companion to talk to and share the fruits with. But there companion to around, not even another monkey, till one day crocodile appeared on the riverside. Hello there said the monkey. DO you live in this river? Would you like to eat some fruit? Good morning replied the crocodile politely. I did come hare in search of food for myself and my wife. Nice of you to offer me fruit. The monkey plucked some from the nearest branch and threw them down. The crocodile found them delicious. Thanks he said. May I have same on my next visit? Certainly as visited the monkey regularly and ate the fruits which his host threw down. He took same home for his wife. The monkey and the crocodile were now the best of friends. They talked and were never tired of talking. They talked brids and animals, about the villages nearby and the difficulties villagers faced in raising good crops for lack of rain. One day the crocodile stayed with the monkey longer than usual. His wife was annoyed waiting and waiting managing the little crocodiles that had just been hatched. She said Who is this friend of yours yours you are so fond of? Oh he is a very nice monkey he replied. Ho lives on a fruit-tree. He sends fruits for you everyday. You don't expect me to climb trees, do you? A nice monkey I'm sure replied the wife with obvious sarcasm. If you ask me, this monkey should be my food. I want to rat his heart so much.