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To what again shall I liken betrayal? There was once a landlady who owned farms and had five sons. One of her sons decided to do something different to improve his mothers land. He planted a rare crop on it and was taking care of it. The villagers neither understood what he was doing nor did they know the crop he was planting. They suspected it was Indian hemp because they didn’t understand the method of cultivation nor did they recognize the seeds used. Even the land was a little confused if it was expected to grow hemp or something entirely different. Nevertheless, what was planted wasn’t hemp, it was a special crop which would have nourished the soil and any and every other crop that is planted after it. A day came when a police officer came to inspect the land, the officer came to ascertain whether it was truly Indian hemp that has been planted on the farm. Unfortunately after the inspection, the Landlady’s son was arrested, not because he planted hemp but because right there in front of the officer, his mother asked him: “This boy! are you sure you are not planting Indian hemp on this farm?”

stint: To what again shall I liken betrayal? There was once a landlady who owned farms and had five sons. One of her sons decided to do something different to improve his mothers land. He planted a rare crop on it and was taking care of it. The villagers neither understood what he was doing nor did they know the crop he was planting. They suspected it was Indian hemp because they didn’t understand the method of cultivation nor did they recognize the seeds used. Even the land was a little confused if it was expected to grow hemp or something entirely different. Nevertheless, what was planted wasn’t hemp, it was a special crop which would have nourished the soil and any and every other crop that is planted after it. A day came when a police officer came to inspect the land, the officer came to ascertain whether it was truly Indian hemp that has been planted on the farm. Unfortunately after the inspection, the Landlady’s son was arrested, not because he planted hemp but because right there in front of the officer, his mother asked him: “This boy! are you sure you are not planting Indian hemp on this farm?”

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