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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
One day Akbar was taking a walk in his Royal gardens with several courtiers. Many flowers were flowering at that time of season.
A poet pointed out towards a beautiful flower and said, “Look Jahaanpanaah, how beautiful flower that is? No man can produce such a beautiful thing as this.”
Birbal was also there. He said, “I don’t agree with this, sometimes man can make more beautiful things than this.”
Akbar said, “Oh no Birbal, you are talking nonsense. This flower is really very beautiful.”
After a few days, Birbal presented Akbar a very skilled craftsman from Agra. He presented a beautiful carved marble bouquet of flowers.
The Emperor was very happy to see it, and gave him one thousand gold coins.
Just then a boy came and presented the Emperor a beautiful bouquet of real flowers. The Emperor was very happy to see it too, so he gave a silver coin to the boy.
Birbal said, “So the carving was more beautiful than the real thing.”
Akbar understood that he had fallen in the hands of his witty minister once again.
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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
Several courtiers were vying to be the Royal Advisor of Emperor Akbar. So one day, when they came to the court, they said to the Emperor, “We want to be your Royal Advisor.”
Akbar said, “No problem, but you will have to pass the test before you could be my Royal Advisor. And whoever would pass the test will be appointed my Advisor.” They agreed.
The King unfastened his waist cloth and lay down on the floor, and asked the candidates to cover him with that cloth from head to toe.
Now everybody tried to cover him, but in vain. If one wanted to cover the head, then feet remained uncovered, or if the feet were covered, then his head remained open.
Just then Birbal entered the court, the king asked Birbal also, if he could cover him with that cloth from head to toe.
Birbal paused a moment, then asked the Emperor politely, “Hazoor, Could you pull up your knees a little bit?”
The King did so, and Birbal could cover him from head to toe with that cloth.
Realizing that they failed the test, the courtiers left the court quietly and then they never thought about being the King’s Advisor.
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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
One day Akbar was strolling in his palace gardens with his dear minister Birbal. Many crows were flying around. The King enjoyed their flying. Just then he thought, that how many crows could be in his kingdom and immediately posed this question to Birbal.
Birbal thought a moment, then said, “They are ninety-five thousand, four hundred and sixty three (95, 463) crows in your kingdom, Hazoor.”
“How do you know that for sure?” the King asked.
“You can get them counted, Hazoor.” Birbal said.
The king again said, “If there will be less than that, then?”
Birbal replied immediately, “That means that the rest of them have gone on vacation to some neighboring kingdoms.”
“Or if there were more than that, then?”
“Then it means that other crows are visiting your kingdom, Hazoor.”
Akbar was very pleased with this answer of his question.
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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
Its another version goes like ‘I am your Servant’.
One day Akbar and Birbal were roaming around the Royal Gardens. Akbar was in a good mood. So he said to Birbal, “Birbal, eggplant is such a good vegetable that I have never tasted such a delicious vegetable till today.”
Birbal said, “Yes Hazoor, it is. It is very tasty and delicious, that is why God has put a crown on its head.”
Akbar was very pleased to hear this that his appreciated vegetable has been crowned by God.
After a few weeks again Akbar and Birbal were in the Royal Gardens. Akbar remembered something and spoke to Birbal, “Look Birbal, this eggplant is such a nasty vegetable, that I have never tasted such a tasteless vegetable till today.”
Birbal said, “Yes Hazoor, it is tasteless. You said it right. That is why its name is “Baygun” (Eggplant’s name in India’s local language Hindi is “Bengan”. Birbal twisted the name which means “without any good nutrients”).
Now Akbar got very angry. He said to Birbal, “What is this? Whatever I say, you say the same thing. How is it possible that both the statements are right about eggplant.”
Birbal bowed a little and said politely, “Hazoor, I am loyal to you, not to eggplant. It cannot do me any favor, you can.”
Akbar was very pleased to hear this bold, witty and honest response.
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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
Once Akbar and Birbal passed through some farms while riding on their horses. They happened to pass through a cabbage patch. Looking at the patch, Akbar said to Birbal, “What a delightful vegetable the cabbage is. I like it very much.”
Birbal said, “Hazoor, cabbage is the king of the vegetables.” Akbar did not reply to this, and they went on.
Another day, they were riding past the same cabbage patches again. This time Akbar made a face, and said, “This cabbage is such a tasteless vegetable. How people tolerate it.”
Birbal replied, ” Yes Hazoor, really it is difficult to even look at such a tasteless vegetable.” Akbar again listened to this and they went on.
After a while the king remembered something. He said to Birbal, “Birbal, I don’t understand you. Last time when we passed through this patch, you told that the cabbage was the king of vegetable, and today you said that “It is even difficult to look at such a tasteless vegetable. What do you mean by that?”
Birbal said bowing, “Hazoor, I am your servant, not of cabbage.”
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Posted by kathavarta on August 5, 2008
Once a rich merchant’s house was robbed. The merchant suspected that the thief was one of his servants. So he went to Birbal and mentioned the incident.
Birbal went to his house and assembled all of his servants and asked that who stole the merchant’s things. Everybody denied.
Birbal thought for a moment, then gave a stick of equal length to all the servants of the merchant and said to them that the stick of the real thief will be longer by two inches tomorrow. All the servants should be present here again tomorrow with heir sticks.
All the servants went to their homes and gathered again at the same place the next day. Birbal asked them to show him their sticks. One of the servants had his stick shorter by two inches. Birbal said, “This is your thief, merchant.”
Later the merchant asked Birbal, “How did you catch him?” Birbal said, “The thief had already cut his stick short by two inches in the night fearing that his stick will be longer by two inches by morning.”
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