Once upon a time, in the jungle, there lived a jackal by the name of Chandarava. One day he was very hungry, so he went into the city to find food.
There, barking street dogs surrounded him and bit at him with their sharp teeth. To save his skin Chandarava ran into the house of a cloth dyer. A big vat of indigo dye was lying there. In he jumped and consequently his whole body was dyed indigo (bright blue) and when he emerged from the vat he no longer looked like a jackal.
When Chandarava came out of the dyer’s house, the dogs were unable to recognize him as a jackal and being terrified of the strange looking creature, they ran off in all directions. Chandarava, the strange looking creature that he now was, then hurriedly went back to the jungle.
When the animals, the lions, tigers, elephants, wolves and other inhabitants of the jungle, saw the strange blue jackal, they ran in terror and said to one another, “Let us run away and hide for we do not know the strength of this wonderful looking beast or what to expect of him.”
When Chandarava saw the frightened animals, he called them back and said, “Stop! Animals! Why are you running off in fear? Don’t be afraid. The creator of this world has made me with his own hands, and he said, “The animals have no king, so I have crowned you king, with the title, Kukudruma. Go to the jungle and protect them well for they shall be your subjects.”
Thus continued the jackal, “So that is why I have come here. You may live in my kingdom, under my protection. I, Kukudruma, have been made King of all the jungles of the world!”
When the animals, the lions, tigers and the rest of them, heard this, they surrounded the blue jackal and said, “Master, we await your commands.”
Kukudruma assigned specific duties to all the animals, but fearing detection from those of his own kind, he ordered that all the jackals be chased away.
For Kukudruma all went well as the newly self-appointed king of the jungle. The lions and the tigers used to go out hunting and bring their prey before the jackal. He would then distribute it amongst the other animals. Thus, he discharged his kingly duties.
In this way, quite some time elapsed. One day, Kukudruma heard in the distance the howl of a pack of jackals. He was spellbound. Separation for his kith and kin entered his heart and he remembered his old friends and his old habits. His eyes filled with tears of joy, he stood up and began to howl. (HOWL)
When the lion and the other animals heard him howl, they realized that the strange blue creature that the creator had sent to rule them was indeed only a jackal. Realizing how they had been so easily deceived, they lowered their heads in shame.
For a few moments they remained mortified and did nothing. Then suddenly they said angrily to each other, “This despicable jackal has fooled us all! It is intolerable and we should kill him!”
When Chandarava heard this, he jumped from his seat and tried to escape. But the jungle animals were fast and set upon him, tearing him limb from limb with their sharp teeth and claws. Torn into a hundred pieces on the spot, Chandarava was dead.
The moral of this story is that the populace is made foolish when they elect or accept unqualified persons as their leader. Such leaders are the cause of social unrest and ultimately bring upon themselves their own doom (a case in point is that of the Libyan people and Colonel Gaddafi in 2011).