Once upon a time-long-long ago, there was an age called Satya Yuga or the age of truth. In that golden age the people were truthful and they had plenty of food and happiness in all the houses. In that golden age, birds, beasts and other animals could talk and understand each other. In that age there was so much riches that the happy people would air their money in the open courtyards or roofs of their houses.
In that golden age there lived a king in the ancient Bangladesh. He lived in a luxurious palace surrounded by pools of clear blue water. Around the pools were beautiful gardens with many kinds of flowers and plants and trees.
Among the trees was a very tall one, and in that tree lived a tiny little Toontoony.
That farmer had a goat. That goat was very old. Old men become wise with many experiences. That goat, also, gathered experiences. Old men sometimes grow beards— For beards show experience. That goat also had a long beard.
