In the oak tree’s eyes, he was a robust tree. He thought to himself, “I am way stronger than these weak reeds. Unlike them, I stand alone in the storm, never bend to the wind’s will.”
The same night nature took a toll, a powerful storm came.
In the morning, reeds found the mighty oak tree uprooted. They said, “Oh lord, we are grateful that we can bend and don’t just break.”
Moral – Pride takes a fall.