Hoist With One’s Own Petard

K Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul
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In our society there are hectic and hefty persons, In animals or birds too we find cunning portions. Some captivate people with good qualities, Some dehumanize and debilitate other’s abilities. Such persons are there who think to do harm, To aim other they apply their sharp arm. But they are caught by their own trick is certain, There is a nice story about it let’s attain. Kansa, the king of Mathura, once ruled over subjects, He aimed to put Krishna to death was his object. He got an attractive stage prepared to sit over it, It was so designed that it would destroy when sit. Krishna was welcomed with pomp, was offered the stage, Inadvertently Kansa stepped to stage and didn’t in cadge. He fell down to the depth of more than twenty feet, There he put to death and couldn’t move his feet. Krishna narrowly escaped from death and said, “Uncle Kansa was cause of own death, it is very sad” Hoist with one’s own petard is true for all, Be cautious gentleman and ladies avoid own fall.

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