Cave Man and the Fire

Let us imagine a time long back when the Homo Sapien has invented that striking two pieces of flint there appears bright sparks and if they fall on some dry cotton it becomes a bright object and gives the same feeling as he if is sitting in the open when that bright circular thing is visible in the blue nothingness. He also found that this bright thing which always goes up can be kept for long time if some wood pieces or brown leaves which has been outside for long and when no water has fallen from the sky. He also found that ones this bright things dies for want of dry wood or dry leaves it will die. To make it alive it is a big task. Again the two pieces of flint is to be taken and should be struck at each other and the spark should be expertly caught and make a piece of cotton to become small bright object and dried wood and such thing to be put above it so that it will not go out. He found that this bright object which always goes up can be used to keep one warm when the bright one in the sky is not visible and nobody can see anything except some bright spots and sometimes another bigger thing which changes its shape. The other one which comes up in its place is not so bright and becomes smaller day by day and one day it cannot be seen at all though again it grows from a small sliver to full round after some time. So this bright thing which can be made with some labour is very useful. It is better to take care that it does not disappear and make it too much of a labour to make it come up again.
So the cave man took all precautions to keep the fire alive. He made hearth to keep it always live. In the night he and his family sat around it and enjoyed the warmth. 
In the day when the out side is bright and everything can be seen he and his  cavewoman went outside to hunt. But both of them ensured that the fire is live in the hearth and there is sufficient food for the fire in the hearth that it will not die. In the evening the cave couple brought the game and with the children sat around the hearth and started to enjoy their evening meal. The cave man cut pieces and handed over the pieces to the woman and children sitting around the hearth. While doing this one of the child dropped the piece of game in the fire. There was no game left. The hungry child started to cry. The father scolded him and searched for some stick to retrieve the fallen piece of meat. By the time he could take it out of the fire it was cooked. He wondered whether it is okay to give that piece to the child. Will he get sick. Being a loving father he decided to eat a piece of it himself first. He ate one piece. Lo. Wonder of wonder. It tastes much better than the one which has not fallen in the fire. Everyone had a piece of that and decided that hence forth they will put the meat in fire before eating. So fire not only gave warmth but made the food tastier as well. It should never be allowed to die. And the cave man started to pray this wonder ful being. And fire became a God.`

Saramma the Celestial Bitch

Don't think that this Saramma is your next door neighbour who is a bitch. Someone who could have been better if she was not your neighbour. It is really the name of a bitch. Not an ordinary bitch. A celestial bitch. Not one of those mongrels you always meet on the streets and gives a full throated bark whenever you pass her by.
I came to know of her only just now when I was reading 'Mahabharata' for want of doing anything better. Here is the story I read.
There was a king called Janamejaya. He was very pious and from the look of it was doing one sacrifice or other whenever he is not fighting his enemies. Now also he was doing one sacrifice with three of his brothers in attendence.
While doing this yagna one dog came smelling this and that to the yaagasaala. The brothers of Janamejaya without knowing the VIPness of the dog thrashed him and send him out yelping to his mother the celestial bitch Saramma. All the maternal love flowed out and Saramma asked her offspring what happened. The son gave a good description of how the three bullies beat him and send him out of the yaagasala. Mother though full of maternal affection wanted to know whether there was any fault on her son's part and asked him whether he licked the sacrificial butter or anything. He answered that he did not even look at it. The bitch straight away went to the yaagasaala and confronted the king. She told that since your brothers have beaten my innocent son 'you will be meeting an unfortunate incident when you least expect'.
King after the sacrifice and went back to his palace and thought over it and ways and means to get over the curse. He decided to get a good purohit who can ward of the evil effect. In the city he could not procure one of his choice. Then one day when was hunting he came to an ashram of a sage. There he saw the sage's son who looked the ideal person for the post of palace purohit. The sage told that he shall send his son but the king should ensure that any demand of his son should be met forthwith. Then King took the new purohit and reaching his palace instructed that the no demands of the new purohit should be denied.
Telling this he went to fight a war in Takshasila. As if like hunting or performing sacrifices the war is also a good way of passing the time.
This story is from Mahabharata, Adi parva, Section 1 Ch.2