Tales of akbar(1)

Tales of Akbar-Birbal

Birbal (1528-1583) is one of the most popularfigures in Indian history equally regarded by adults

and children. He was a minister in the administration of Mugal EmperorAkbar and one of the members of inner council of nine advisors. Birbal'sduties in Akbar's court were mostly administrative and military but he wasa very close friend of Akbar too, because Akbar loved his wisdom, wit, andsubtle humor. He was a poet and an author too.

It is believed that he was a son of poor Brahman of Trivikrampur (nowknown as Tikavanpur) on the banks of River Yamuna. According to a popularlegend he died on an expedition to Afghanistan as the head of a largemilitary force due to treachery. It is also said that when Birbal died,Akbar mourned him for several months.The exchanges between Akbar and Birbal have been recorded in manyvolumes. Many of these have become folk stories in Indian tradition.Birbal's collection of poetry is published under the pen name "Brahm".

How Akbar met Birbal

Akbar was very fond of hunting. One day when Akbar went for hunting, heand some of his courtiers went so fast that they left the others behind. Asthe evening fell, everybody got very hungry and thirsty. They then foundthat they had lost their way and now did not know where to go.At last they came to a junction of three roads. King was very happy to seethe roads that now he could reach his capital through one of these roads,but which road was to go to his capital - Agra. They were all thinkingabout it and could not decide it. In the mean time they saw a young boycoming along one road. The boy was summoned and Akbar asked him, " Heyyoung boy! Which road goes to Agra? " The boy smiled and spoke, " Huzoor!everybody knows that road cannot move so how these roads can go to Agraor anywhere else? " and laughed at his own joke.

Everybody was silent, didn't say a word. The boy said again, " Peopletravel, not the roads. Do they? " Emperor laughed at this and said, " No,you are right. " The Emperor asked him, " What is your name, young boy?""Mahesh Das" The boy replied and asked the Emperor, "And who are youHuzoor? What is your name?" The Emperor took out his ring and gave it to

the boy. "You are talking to Emperor Akbar - the King of Hindustan(India). We need feerless people like you. You come to the court, with thisring I will recognize you immediately. Now tell me the way to get to Agra.We have to reach there soon?"

Mahesh Das pointed towards the road going to Agra, and the King headedon that road.That is how the Emperor Akbar met the future Birbal.

Birbal Kichri

Once Akbar and Birbal were taking a stroll. Winter was at its peak at thattime of season. A thought came to Birbal's mind, and he expressed to theEmperor, "A man can do anything for money." Emperor also thoughtsomething, and he just dipped his finger in the almost freezing water of anearby pond. He drew his hand immediately, and replied Birbal, "I don'tthink so. Do you think somebody can stand in this almost freezing water forthe whole night for money?" Birbal said, "I think so."Birbal told that he can find such a man who can stand in this water for thewhole night for money. Akbar couldn't believe, so he accepted the challengeand said that he would give one thousand gold coins to that man.

Next day Birbal brought a man who was very poor and thin. He told theKing that that man would stand in that water. "Good" the King said andsent him to that pond. Because he did not believe this, so he sent someguards too to see whether he was really standing in that almost freezingwater for the whole night.

The man went away. Next day the man came back to claim his prize. Akbarasked his guards about the whole thing and they said, " Yes Huzoor, hestood there the whole night." Akbar asked that man, "Just tell me how didyou stand in that cold water the whole night ? " The man said, " There wasa lamp post at some distance. I just gazed at it for the whole night. Heatof that lamp was my only hope. "

Akbar refused to give him his prize saying that since he got the heat fromthat lamp, he was not in the cold water absolutely. Hearing this, the mangot very disappointed and went away. When Birbal heard this, he didn'tlike it. Next day he didn't come in the court. Akbar got worried about himand send his men to bring him to the court.

The men went to his house and came back with the message that Birbal wascooking his khichri and only after eating that he will come to the court.One hour passed, two hours passed, several hours passed. Evening fell, butthere was no sign of Birbal. Now Akbar got impatient, and got ready to seehim himself.So he went to Birbal's house. What he sees, that Birbal is sitting in aroom, fire was burning and a pot was hung about 8-10 feet higher than thefire. The King asked, " Birbal what are you doing? " Birbal replied, "HuzoorI am cooking my khichri." Hearing this King and his people laughed loudly.Akbar said to him, "Birbal you can't cook your khichri in this way. It is notgetting enough heat to be cooked."Birbal said, "If that man can get the heat from such a distance to keephim enough warm to stand in this cold water for the whole night, then whymy khichri can't be cooked in this way?"

King understood the point, and returned to his palace. Next day he calledthat man and gave his prize to him.

Birbal returns home

Birbal was in Persia at the invitation of the king of that country. Partieswere given in his honour and rich presents were heaped on him. On the eveof his departure for home, a nobleman asked him how he would compare theking of Persia to his own king.“Your king is a full moon,” said Birbal. “Whereas mine could be likened tothe quarter moon.”

The Persians were very happy. But when Birbal got home he found thatEmperor Akbar was furious with him.“How could you belittle your own king!”demanded Akbar. “You are a traitor!”“No, Your Majesty,” said Birbal. “I did notbelittle you. The full moon diminishes anddisappears whereas the quarter moon grows fromstrength to strength. What I, in fact, proclaimedto the world is that your power is growing fromday to day whereas that of the king of Persia isabout to go into decline.”

Akbar grunted in satisfaction and welcomed back Birbal with a warmembrace

Birbal identifies a guest

Once Birbal was invited for lunch by a rich man. Birbal went to the man'shouse and found him in a hall full of people. His host greeted him warmly."I did not know there would be so many guests," said Birbal who hatedlarge gatherings."They are not guests," said the man. "They are my employees, all exceptone man. He is the only other guest here beside you." Then a crafty lookcame on the man's face."Can you tell me which of them is the guest?" he asked.

" Maybe I could, " said Birbal. " Talk to them as I observe them. Tellthem a joke or something. "The man told a joke that Birbal thought was perhaps the worst he hadheard in a long time. When he finished everyone laughed uproariously." Well, " said the rich man. "I've told my joke. Now tell me who my otherguest is."Birbal pointed out the man to him." How did you know?" asked his host, amazed.

" Employees tend to laugh at any joke told by their employers," explainedBirbal. "When I saw that this man was the only one not laughing at yourjoke, and in fact, looked positively bored, I at once knew he was yourother guest".

Loyal GardenerOne day Akbar was stumbled on a rock in his gardenwhile taking a stroll. He was not in a good mood already, and then this fall.He got very angry and ordered for the gardener's arrest and execution.The next day, at the time of execution, the gardener was asked what hislast wish was. He requested for a meeting with the Emperor. His wish wasgranted and he was brought in the Court. When he came near the throne,he loudly cleared the throat and spat at the feet of the Emperor. TheEmperor demanded to know why did he do such a thing. The gardenerreplied that he did this on Birbal's advice, so Birbal stepped forward in thegardener's defence.He said, " There could be no person more loyal than this unfortunategardener. Fearing that you ordered him for hanging for a small reason, hewent out of his way to give you a genuine reason for ordering him to behanged. "

The Emperor realised his mistake and set him free.

Honest Birbal

One fine day, Emperor Akbar was discussing about the vegetable brinjalwith Birbal. He told him what a delicious and nutritious vegetable it was.Much to Akbar's surprise, Birbal thoroughly agreed with him and even sangtwo songs in praise of the humble brinjal.

After a couple of days, the royal chef cooked brinjal curry for lunch.Birbal was also eating at the palace that day. When the brinjal curry wasserved to Akbar, he refused it saying that it was a tasteless, stalevegetable, full of seeds and lacking proper nutrition. He then asked that itbe served to Birbal who loved brinjals.

But Birbal, too, refused it saying that it was not good for health. So Akbarimpatiently asked him why he was saying such things when he sang thebrinjals praise, not a few days ago.

Birbal replied that he had praised the brinjal only because his emperor hadpraised it and criticized it when his majesty had criticized it, as he wasloyal to his emperor and to not the brinjal. He said that the brinjal couldnot make him a minister no matter how much he praised it. He went on tosay that he was his majesty's obedient servant, and not that of thebrinjal.

The emperor was pleased by his honest, bold, and witty response.

Why is Camel's neck crooked

Akbar was very impressed with Birbal's wit and wisdom. So one day Akbarpromised him for many gifts. But it so happened that several days passed,but there was no sign of gift. Birbal was very disappointed. He didn't knowwhat to do? One day when Akbar was taking a stroll at the bank ofYamunaa with his dear minister Birbal, he happened to notice a camel. Heasked Birbal, "Tell me Birbal, why the camel's neck is crooked."

Birbal thought this is good time, so he thought for a moment and spoke,"Your Majesty, it might be possible that the camel has forgotten to honorhis promise made to somebody, that is why his neck is crooked. Scriptures

mention that whoever will forget their promises will have crooked neck. Sothis might seem the reason of his crooked neck."Akbar soon realized that he promised to give some gifts to Birbal, but hasnot yet done so. As soon as they arrived at the palace, the King gave himhis reward.

So wise was Birbal that he got what he wanted even without asking it.

Birbal solves the problem

Several courtiers were trying to be the Royal Advisor of Emperor Akbar.So one day, when they came to the court, they said to the Emperor, "Wewant to be your Royal Advisor." Akbar said, "No problem, but you will haveto pass the test before you could be my Royal Advisor. And whoever wouldpass the test will be appointed my Advisor." They agreed.

The King unfastened his waist cloth and lay down on the floor, and askedthe candidates to cover him with that cloth from head to toe. Noweverybody 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 headremained open.

Just then Birbal entered the court, the king asked Birbal also, if he couldcover him with that cloth from head to toe. Birbal paused a moment, thenasked the Emperor politely, "Huzoor, Could you pull up your knees a littlebit?" The King did so, and Birbal could cover him from head to toe withthat cloth.Realizing that they failed the test, the courtiers left the court quietly andthen they never thought about being the kings advisor.

Birbal Betrays Himself.

Birbal was missing. He and the emperor had aquarrel and Birbal had stormed out of the palacevowing never to return.

Now Akbar missed him and wanted him back butno one knew where he was.

Then the emperor had a brainwave. He offered areward of 1000 gold coins to any man who couldcome to the palace observing the followingcondition. The man had to walk in the sun withoutan umbrella but he had to be in the shade at thesame time.

"Impossible," said the people.

Then a villager came carrying a string cot over his head and claimed theprize.

"I've walked in the sun but at the same time I was in the shade of thestrings of the cot," he said.

It was a brilliant solution. On interrogation the villager confessed that theidea had been suggested to him by a man living with him.

"It could only be Birbal!" said the emperor, delighted.

Sure enough it was Birbal and he and the emperor had a joyous reunion.

Birbal Denies Rumor.

One day a man stopped Birbal in thestreet and began narrating his woesto him.

"I've walked twenty miles to see you," he told Birbal finally, "and all alongthe way people kept saying you were the most generous man in thecountry."

Birbal knew the man was going to ask him for money.

"Are you going back the same way?" he asked.

"Yes," said the man.

"Will you do me a favor?"

"Certainly," said the man. "What do you want me to do?"

"Please deny the rumor of my generosity," said Birbal, walking away.

Birbal IdentifiesThief.

One fine morning, aminister fromEmperor Akbar'scourt had gatheredin the assemblyhall.

He informed theEmperor that all his valuables had been stolen by a thief the previousnight.

Akbar was shocked to hear this because the place where that minister lived

was the safest place in the kingdom.

He invited Birbal to solve the mystery. Akbar said "It is definitely notpossible for an outsider to enter into the minister's house and steal thevaluables. This blunder is definitely committed only by another minister ofthat court." Saying so, he arranged for a donkey to be tied to a pillar. Heordered all the courtiers to lift the donkey's tail and say "I have notstolen."

Birbal added "Only then we can judge the culprit." After everyone hadfinished, he asked the courtiers to show their palm to him. All thecourtiers except Alim Khan had a black patch of paint on their palm. Birbalhad actually painted the donkey's tail with a black coat of paint. In thefright, the guilty minister did not touch the donkey's tail at all. ThusBirbal once again proved his intelligence and was rewarded by the king with1000 gold coins.

Birbal Is Brief.

One day Akbar asked his courtiers if they couldtell him the difference between truth andfalsehood in three words or less.

The courtiers looked at one another inbewilderment.

"What about you, Birbal?" asked the emperor. "I'm surprised that you tooare silent."

"I'm silent because I want to give others a chance to speak," said Birbal.

"Nobody else has the answer," said the emperor. "So go ahead and tell mewhat the difference between truth and falsehood is — in three words orless."

"Four fingers" said Birbal

"Four fingers?" asked the emperor, perplexed.

"That's the difference between truth and falsehood, your Majesty," said

Birbal. "That which you see with your own eyes is the truth. That whichyou have only heard about might not be true. More often than not, it'slikely to be false."

"That is right," said Akbar. "But what did you mean by saying thedifference is four fingers?'

"The distance between one's eyes and one's ears is the width of fourfingers, Your Majesty," said Birbal, grinning.

Birbal Outwits Cheat.

A farmer and his neighbor once went toEmperor Akbar's court with a complaint.

"Your Majesty, I bought a well from him," saidthe farmer pointing to his neighbor," and now he wants me to pay for thewater."

"That's right, your Majesty," said the neighbor. "I sold him the well butnot the water!"

The Emperor asked Birbal to settle the dispute.

"Didn't you say that you sold your well to this farmer?" Birbal asked theneighbor. "So, the well belongs to him now, but you have kept your water inhis well. Is that right? Well, in that case you will have to pay him a rentor take your water out at once."

The neighbor realized that he was outwitted. He quickly apologized andgave up his claim.

Birbal Shortens Road.

The Emperor Akbar was traveling to adistant place along with some of hiscourtiers. It was a hot day and theemperor was tiring of the journey.

“Can’t anybody shorten this road for

me?” he asked, querulously.

“I can,” said Birbal.

The other courtiers looked at one another, perplexed. All of them knewthere was no other path through the hilly terrain.

The road they were traveling on was the only one that could take them totheir destination.

“You can shorten the road?” said the emperor. “Well, do it.”

“I will,” said Birbal. “Listen first to this story I have to tell.”

And riding beside the emperor’s palanquin, he launched upon a long andintriguing tale that held Akbar and all those listening, spellbound. Beforethey knew it, they had reached the end of their journey.

“We’ve reached?” exclaimed Akbar. “So soon!”

“Well,” grinned Birbal, “you did say you wanted the road to be shortened.”

Birbal's Sweet Reply

Birbal's Sweet Reply.

One day the Emperor Akbar startled hiscourtiers with a strange question.

"If somebody pulled my whiskers what sort ofpunishment should be given to him?" he asked.

"He should be flogged!" said one courtier.

"He should be hanged!" said another.

"He should be beheaded!" said a third.

"And what about you, Birbal?" asked the emperor. "What do you thinkwould be the right thing to do if somebody pulled my whiskers?"

"He should be given sweets," said Birbal.

"Sweets?" gasped the other couriers.

"Yes”, said Birbal. “Sweets, because the only one who would dare pull HisMajesty's whiskers is his grandson."

So pleased was the emperor with the answer that he pulled off his ring andgave it to Birbal as a reward.

Birbal The Child.

Birbal arrived late for a function and theemperor was displeased.

"My child was crying and I had to placatehim," explained the courtier.

"Does it take so long to calm down a child?" asked the emperor. "Itappears you know nothing about child rearing. Now you pretend to be achild and I shall act as your father and I will show you how you should have

dealt with your child. Go on. Ask me for whatever he asked of you."

"I want a cow," said Birbal.

Akbar ordered a cow to be brought to the palace.

"I want its milk. I want its milk," said Birbal, imitating the voice of a smallchild.

"Milk the cow and give to him," said Akbar to his servants.

The cow was milked and the milk was offered to Birbal. He drank a littleand then handed the bowl back to Akbar.

"Now put the rest of it back into the cow, put it back, put in back, put itback..." wailed Birbal.

The emperor was flabbergasted and quietly left the room.

Birbal The Servant.

One day Akbar and Birbal were riding throughthe countryside and they happened to pass bya cabbage patch.

"Cabbages are such delightful vegetables!" said Akbar. "I just lovecabbage."

"The cabbage is king of vegetables!" said Birbal.

A few weeks later they were riding past the cabbage patch again.

This time however, the emperor made a face when he saw the vegetables."I used to love cabbage but now I have no taste for it." said Akbar.

"The cabbage is a tasteless vegetable" agreed Birbal.

The emperor was astonished.

"But the last time you said it was the king of vegetables!" he said.

"I did," admitted Birbal. "But I am your servant Your Majesty, not thecabbage's

Birbal The Wise .

Ram and Sham both claimed ownership of the samemango tree.

One day they approached Birbal and asked him tosettle the dispute.

Birbal said to them: "There is only one way tosettle the matter. Pluck all the fruits on the treeand divide them equally between the two of you. Then cut down the treeand divide the wood".

Ram thought it was a fair judgment and said so.

But Sham was horrified.

"Your Honor" he said to Birbal "I've tended that tree for seven years. I'drather let Ram have it than see it cut down."

"Your concern for the tree has told me all I wanted to know" said Birbal,and declared Sham the true owner of the tree

Birbal Turns Tables .

Emperor Akbar was narrating a dream.

The dream began with Akbar and Birbal walking towards each other on amoonless night. It was so dark that they could not see each other and theycollided and fell.

"Fortunately for me," said the Emperor."I fell into a pool of payasam. But guesswhat Birbal fell into?"

"What, your Majesty?" asked the courtiers.

"A gutter!"

The court resounded with laughter. The emperor was thrilled that for oncehe had been able to score over Birbal.

But Birbal was unperturbed.

"Your Majesty," he said when the laughter had died down. "Strangely, Itoo had the same dream. But unlike you I slept on till the end. When youclimbed out of that pool of delicious payasam and I, out of that stinkinggutter we found that there was no water with which to clean ourselves andso guess what we did?”

"What?" asked the emperor, warily.

"We licked each other clean!"

The emperor became red with embarrassment and resolved never to try toget the better of Birbal again.

Half The Reward.

Mahesh Das was a citizen in the kingdom ofAkbar. He was an intelligent young man.

Once when Akbar went hunting in the jungle,he lost his way. Mahesh Das who lived in theoutskirts helped the king reach the palace. Theemperor rewarded him with his ring.

The Emperor also promised to give him a responsible posting at his court.After a few days Mahesh Das went to the court. The guard did not allowhim to enter.

Mahesh Das showed the guard the ring which the king had given him. Nowthe guard thought that the young man was sure to get more rewards by theking. The greedy guard agreed to allow him inside the court on onecondition. It was that Mahesh Das had to pay him half the reward he wouldget from the Emperor. Mahesh Das accepted the condition.

He then entered the court and showed the ring to the King.

The King who recognized Mahesh asked him "Oh young man! What do youexpect as a reward from the King of Hindustan?" "Majesty! I expect 50lashes from you as a reward." replied Mahesh Das. The courtiers werestunned. They thought that he was mad. Akbar pondered over his requestand asked him the reason.

Mahesh Das said he would tell him the reason after receiving his reward.Then the king’s men whipped him as per his wish. After the 25th lashMahesh Das requested the King to call the guard who was at the gate.

The guard appeared before the King. He was happy at the thought that hewas called to be rewarded. But to his surprise, Mahesh Das told the King,"Jahampana! This greedy guard let me inside on condition that I pay himhalf the reward I receive from you. I wanted to teach him a lesson. Pleasegive the remaining 25 lashes to this guard so that I can keep my promise tohim."

The King then ordered that the guard be given 25 lashes along with 5 yearsof imprisonment. The King was very happy with Mahesh Das. He called himRAJA BIRBAL and made him his chief minister.

Identify The Guest.

Birbal had been invited to lunch by a rich man.

Birbal went to the man's house and found him ina hall full of people. His host greeted himwarmly.

"I did not know there would be so many guests,"said Birbal who hated large gatherings.

"They are not guests," said the man. "They aremy employees, all except one man. He is the only other guest here besideyou."

Then a crafty look came on the man's face.

"Can you tell me which of them is the guest?" he asked.

"Maybe I could," said Birbal. "Talk to them as I observe them. Tell them ajoke or something."

The man told a joke that Birbal thought was perhaps the worst he hadheard in a long time. When he finished everyone laughed uproariously.

"Well," said the rich man. "I've told my joke. Now tell me who my otherguest is."

Birbal pointed out the man to him.

"How did you know?" asked his host, amazed.

"Employees tend to laugh at any joke told by their employers," explainedBirbal. "When I saw that this man was the only one not laughing at yourjoke, and in fact, looked positively bored, I at once knew he was yourother guest."

Just One Question .

One Day a scholar came to the court ofEmperor Akbar and challenged Birbal to answerhis questions and thus prove that he was asclever as people said he was.

He asked Birbal: "Would you prefer to answer ahundred easy questions or just a single difficultone?"

Both the emperor and Birbal had had a difficult day and were impatient toleave.

"Ask me one difficult question," sad Birbal.

"Well, then, tell me," said the man, "which came first into the world, thechicken or the egg?"

"The chicken," replied Birbal.

"How do you know?" asked the scholar, a note of triumph in his voice.

"We had agreed you would ask only one question and you have already askedit" said Birbal and he and the emperor walked away leaving the scholargaping.

List of blinds.

Once King Akbar questioned Birbal if he knowsthe number of blind citizens of their kingdom.

Raja Birbal had requested Akbar to give him aweek’s time.

The next day Raja Birbal was found to bemending shoes in the town market. People were astonished to see Birbaldoing such work. Many of them started to question "Birbal!! What are youdoing?"

Once when he was asked this question by someone he started writingsomething. It continued for a week when on the 7th day King Akbar himselfasked Birbal the same question.

Giving him no answer, Birbal reported at the court the next day and handedover a note to King Akbar. Akbar read the note when he found that it wasthe big list of people who were blind.

Emperor Akbar was stunned when he found his own name in the list.Angered by this, Akbar asked Birbal the reason for writing his name in thelist.

Birbal said "O! My majesty! Like all other people you also saw me mendingthe slippers but you still asked me what I was doing. Therefore I had toinclude your name too."

Akbar started laughing at this and everyone enjoyed Birbal's sense ofhumor.

Birbal Stories: Noble Beggar

Emperor Akbar asked Birbal if it was possible fora man to be the lowest and the noblest t the sametime.

"It is possible," said Birbal.

"Then bring me such a person," said the emperor.

Birbal went out and returned with a beggar.

"He is the lowest among your subjects," he said, presenting him to Akbar.

"That might be true," said Akbar. "But I don't see how he can be thenoblest."

"He has been given the honor of an audience with the emperor," saidBirbal. "That makes him the noblest among beggars."

Painting By Birbal.

Once Akbar told Birbal 'Birbal, make me apainting. Use imagination in it.

To which the reply was 'But hoozoor, I am aminister, how can I possibly paint?’

The king was angry and said 'If I don’t get a goodpainting by one week then you shall be hanged!’

The clever Birbal had an idea.

After one week, he went to the court and with him he carried a coveredframe.

Akbar was happy to see that Birbal had obeyed him, until he opened thecover. The courtiers rushed to see what was wrong. What they saw madethem feel very happy.

At last, they would not see Birbal in court! The painting was nothing butground and sky. There were a few specs of green on the ground.

The Emperor, angrily, told Birbal 'what is this?' To which the reply was 'Acow eating grass hoozoor!’

Akbar said 'where is the cow and grass?' and Birbal told 'I used myimagination. The cow ate the grass and returned to its shed!'

Question for Question

.One day Akbar said to Birbal: "Can you tell mehow many bangles your wife wears?"

Birbal said he could not.

"You cannot?" exclaimed Akbar. "You see herhands every day while she serves you food. Yetyou do not know how many bangles she has on herhands? How is that?"

"Let us go down to the garden, Your Majesty," said Birbal, "and I'll tellyou."

They went down the small staircase that led to the garden. Then Birbalturned to the emperor: "Your Majesty," he said, "You go up and down thisstaircase every day. Can you tell me how many steps there are in thestaircase?"

The emperor grinned sheepishly and quickly changed the subject.

The Blind Saint

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There lived a saint in an ashram in the kingdomof Emperor Akbar.

He was believed to prophecy the futurecorrectly.

Once he had a visitor who had come to treattheir niece. The child's parents were killed infront of the girl's eyes. Once she saw the saint, she started to screamloudly saying that that saint was the culprit.

Angered by the girl's words, the saint demanded the couple to get awaywith their child.

The whole day the girl cried which made the couple to realize that the girlwas not lying.

Therefore, they decided to seek the help of Birbal.

Birbal consoled them and asked them to wait at the Emperor's assembly.Birbal had invited the saint to Akbar's court too.

Then in front of all the ministers he drew a sword and neared the saint tokill him. The saint in bewilderment immediately drew another sword andbegan to fight. Thus by this act of the saint it was proved that he wasn’tblind.

Therefore, Akbar demanded to hang the culprit and rewarded the girl forher bravery for telling the truth even at the critical situation.

The Choice of Birbal.

One day Emperor Akbar asked Birbal whathe would choose if he were given a choicebetween justice and a gold coin.

“The gold coin,” said Birbal. Akbar was taken aback. “You would prefer agold coin to justice?” he asked, incredulously. “Yes,” said Birbal.

The other courtiers were amazed by Birbal’s display of idiocy.

For years they had been trying to discredit Birbal in the emperor’s eyesbut without success and now the man had gone and done it himself!

They could not believe their good fortune.

“I would have been dismayed if even the lowliest of my servants had saidthis,” continued the emperor. “But coming from you it’s . . . it’s shocking -and sad. I did not know you were so debased!”

“One asks for what one does not have, Your Majesty!” said Birbal, quietly.“You have seen to it that in our country justice is available to everybody.So as justice is already available to me and as I’m always short of money Isaid I would choose the gold coin.”

The emperor was so pleased with Birbal’s reply that he gave him not onebut a thousand gold coins.

The Jealous Courtiers

One day Emperor Akbar was inspecting the lawand order situation in the kingdom. One of hisministers, who was jealous of Raja Birbal,complained that the Emperor gave importanceonly to Birbal's suggestions and all the otherministers were ignored.

Akbar wanted the minister to know how wiseBirbal was.

There was a marriage procession going on.

The Emperor ordered the minister to enquire whose marriage it was. Theminister found out and walked towards the Emperor wearing a proudexpression on his face.

Then the king called Birbal and asked him too to enquire whose marriagewas going on. When Birbal returned, Akbar asked the minister "Where arethe couple going?" The minister said that the king had only asked him toenquire whose marriage was going on.

Then Akbar asked Birbal the same question. "O My Majesty! They are goingto the city of Allahabad," replied Raja Birbal. Now the King turned towardsthe minister and said, "Now do you understand why Birbal is more importantto me? It is not enough if you complete a task. You have to use yourintelligence to do a little more work.’ The minister’s face fell. He hadlearnt the importance of being Birbal, the hard way

The Loyal Gardener .

One day the Emperor Akbar stumbled on a rock inhis garden. He was in a foul mood that day andthe accident made him so angry that he orderedthe gardener’s arrest and execution.

The next day when the gardener was asked whathis last wish was before he was hanged, herequested an audience with the emperor.

This wish was granted, but when the man neared the throne he loudlycleared his throat and spat at the emperor’s feet.

The emperor was taken aback and demanded to know why he had done sucha thing. The gardener had acted on Birbal’s advice and now Birbal steppedforward in the man’s defence.

"Your Majesty," he said, "there could be no person more loyal to you thanthis unfortunate man. Fearing that people would say you hanged him for atrifle, he has gone out of his way to give you a genuine reason for hanginghim."

The emperor, realizing that he had been about to do a great injustice, setthe man free.

The Musical Genius

Famous musicians once gathered at Akbar's court for acompetition.

The one who could capture a bull's interest was to bedeclared the winner.

One by one, they played the most heavenly music but thebull paid no attention.

Then Birbal took the stage. His music sounded like the droning ofmosquitoes and the mooing of cows.

But to everyone's amazement the bull suddenly became alert and began tomove in a lively manner.

Akbar declared Birbal the winner.

The Sadhu

Akbar came to the throne when he was only thirteen years old. In theyears that followed, he built on of the greatest empires of his time. Helived in unimaginable splendor. He was surrounded by courtiers who agreedwith every word he said, who flattered him and treated him as if he were agod. Perhaps it was not surprising that Emperor Akbar was sometimesarrogant and behaved as if the whole world belonged to him.

One day, Birbal decided to make the great emperor stop and think aboutlife.

That evening as the emperor was going towards his palace, he noticed aSadhu lying in the centre of his garden. He could not believe his eyes. Astrange Sadhu, in ragged clothes, right in the middle of the palace garden?The guards would have to be punished for this, thought the emperorfuriously as he walked over to that Sadhu and prodded him with the tip of

his embroidered slipper.

"Here, fellow!" he cried. "What are you doing here? Get up and go away atonce!"

That Sadhu opened his eyes. Then he sat up slowly. "Huzoor," he said in asleepy voice. "Is this your garden, then?"

"Yes!" cried the Emperor. "This garden those rose bushes, the fountainbeyond that, the courtyard, the palace, this fort, this empire, it allbelongs to me!"

Slowly that Sadhu stood up. "And the river, Huzoor? And the city? Andthis country?"

"Yes, yes, it's all mine", said the emperor. "Now get out!"

"Ah", said the Sadhu. "And before you, Huzoor. Who did the garden andfort and city belong to then?"

"My father, of course", said the emperor. In spite of his irritation, he wasbeginning to get interested in the Sadhu's questions. He loved philosophicaldiscussions and he could tell, from his manner of speaking, that the Sadhuwas a learned man.

"And who was here before him?" the Sadhu asked quietly.

"His father, my father's father, as you know."

"Ah", said the Sadhu. So this garden, those rose bushes, the palace andthe fort all this has only belonged to you for your lifetime. Before thatthey belonged to your father, am I right? And after yours time they willbelong to your son, and then to his son?

"Yes", said the Emperor Akbar wonderingly.

"So each one stays here for a time and then goes on his ways?"

"Yes."

"Like a dharmashala?" the Sadhu asked. "No one owns a dharmashala. Orthe shade of a tree on the side of a road. We stop and rest for a whileand then go on. And someone has always been there before us and someonewill always come after we have gone. Is that not so?"

"It is", Emperor Akbar quietly.

"So your garden, your palace, your fort, your empire... these are onlyplaces you will stay in for a time, for the span of your lifetime. When youdie, they will no longer belong to you. You will go, leaving them in thepossession of someone else, just as your father did and his father beforehim."

Emperor Akbar nodded. "The whole world is a dharmashala", he said slowly,thinking very hard. "In which we mortals rest awhile. That's what you aretelling me, isn't it? Nothing on this earth can ever belong to a singleperson, because each person is only passing through the earth and must dieone day?"

The Sadhu nodded solemnly. Then, bowing to the ground, he removed hiswhite beard and saffron turban and his voice changed. "Jahanpanah, forgiveme!" he said, in his normal voice. "It was my way of asking you to thinkabout..."

"Birbal, oh, Birbal!" the emperor exclaimed. "You are wiser than anyphilosopher. Come, come at once to the royal chamber and let us discussthis further. Even emperors are but wayfarers on the path of life, it isclear!"

The Sharpest Shield and Sword.

A man who made spears and shields oncecame to Akbar's court.

"Your Majesty, nobody can make shields andspears to equal mine," he said. "My shields are so strong that nothing canpierce them and my spears are so sharp that there's nothing they cannotpierce."

"I can prove you wrong on one count certainly," said Birbal suddenly.

"Impossible!" declared the man.

"Hold up one of your shields and I will pierce it with one of your spears,"said Birbal with a smile.

The True King.

The King of Iran had heard that Birbal was one ofthe wisest men in the East and desirous ofmeeting him sent him an invitation to visit hiscountry.

In due course, Birbal arrived in Iran.

When he entered the palace he was flabbergastedto find not one but six kings seated there.

All looked alike. All were dressed in kingly robes. Who was the real king?

The very next moment he got his answer. Confidently, he approached theking and bowed to him.

"But how did you identify me?" the king asked, puzzled.

Birbal smiled and explained: "The false kings were all looking at you, whileyou yourself looked straight ahead. Even in regal robes, the common peoplewill always look to their king for support."

Overjoyed, the king embraced Birbal and showered him with gifts.

The Well Dispute .

Once there was a complaint at King Akbar'scourt.

There were two neighbors who shared theirgarden. In that garden, there was a well thatwas possessed by Iqbal Khan. His neighbor,who was a farmer wanted to buy the well for irrigation purpose. Thereforethey signed an agreement between them, after which the farmer owned thewell.

Even after selling the well to the farmer, Iqbal continued to fetch waterfrom the well. Angered by this, the farmer had come to get justice fromKing Akbar.

King Akbar asked Iqbal the reason for fetching water from the well evenafter selling it to the farmer.

Iqbal replied that he had sold only the well to the farmer but not thewater inside it.

King Akbar wanted Birbal who was present in the court listening to theproblem to solve the dispute.

Birbal came forward and gave a solution. He said " Iqbal, You say that youhave sold only the well to the farmer. And you claim that the water isyours. Then how come you can keep your water inside another person's wellwithout paying rent?"

Iqbal's trickery was countered thus in a tricky way. The farmer got justiceand Birbal was fairly rewarded.