At the center of the enchanting rolling hills, lived a young shepherd. His life was mostly unadulterated, simple yet virtuous. His primary duty was essentially to look after his flock of rams.

Their gentle baas and the whispering of the breezes across the solo tree on the peak were his main companions. Day upon day, watching over his charges imbued in him a sense of tranquil contentment.

However, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would long for fellowship. On one such day out of sheer monotony, the shepherd boy orchestrated a mischievous plan.

Stories of wolves hunting on sheep had long been circulating in the hamlet. So, the boy opted to used this fear and played a trick on the villagers.

One day he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! There is a wolf attacking my sheep!” The terrified villagers rushed up the hills to click here help but discovered no beast.

The boy giggled at the dilemma on their faces. This trick persisted for a few more days. However, one noon, a real wolf actually attack the grazing sheep. The shepherd boy raced for aid screaming “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one responded.

Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could protect only few of his sheep. Devastated, he went back to the village only to be met with a scolding on honesty and the repercussions of crying wolf.

The story of this shepherd boy has been handed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the significance of honesty, the consequences of lying and the risks of crying wolf. Moreover, it emphasizes how trust once broken, is tough to earn back. It's a story as appropriate today as it was in the past.