Once, there was a cap-seller in a town. On one fine day, he was selling caps:
"Caps, caps, caps … Five rupees caps, ten rupees caps …"
After he made few sales of caps, he became very tired. He decided to sit under a big tree to take rest for a while. Soon, he slept off.
There were many monkeys on the big tree. They saw the cap-seller was sleeping under the tree. The monkeys were sitting on the top of the tree. The monkeys came down, took the caps from the cap-seller-bag and wore them. Then they climbed the tree again.
Wisdom is better than weapons of war.