HUMOROUS TALES OF Akbar & Birbal | HELLO CHUNMUN
HUMOROUS TALES OF
Akbar & Birbal
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| HUMOROUS TALES OF Akbar & Birbal | HELLO CHUNMUN |
Sometime back when I wrote an
article on 28TH APRIL NATIONAL SUPERHERO
DAY – HISTORY, FACTS, AND CELEBRATION AND HOW IT IMPACTS ONES MENTAL HEALTH, In background I was thinking
of all the books that I had read during my childhood days and was even reminded
of all the tales my grand-mothers both paternal (dadi) and maternal (nani) had
narrated to me and my younger brother. How eagerly we use to wait each night
for them to describe some stories to us. Their favourite use to be from, Akbar
and Birbal, Panchtantra and Arabian nights. How mesmerizing those days were,
with no stress or worries, full of wonder and excitement. Those were the Golden
days, full of cherished memories.
When my
esteemed Prof. from Panjab University, Chandigarh enquired about
Mandrake Comics Indrajaal, after reading my blog post, my immediate reaction
was Wow! As I felt that it’s not only me who has that inner child who still
loves those grand old days but there are many more. So I started this blog HELLO CHUNMUN to cater to the needs our inner
Chunmun. Wherein, I would write stories from Akbar and Birbal, Panchtantra,
etc. so that irrespective of their age can live or relive the time of wonder
and enchantment and forget their worries or daily hussle and bustle.
In end,
before starting my today’s story from Akbar and Birbal I would like to thank
my esteemed Prof. for giving me this brilliant idea. Thank You, Ma’am and I love you
for always kicking my imagination. Thank you once again.
So todays story from Akbar and
Birbal is:
1.
RECOGNIZE GOD BY REASONING
During the magnificent reign of Akbar, the illustrious Emperor of Delhi, there lived a painter of exceptional merit in a certain town. His fees for a single portrait were five thousand rupees.
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| Painter during Akbar times |
Once upon a time, a certain angel came to him in the guise of a reputable gentleman and said to the Painter, "If you draw my portrait without the slightest flaw in my features, I will give thee five times thy usual fees."
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| Angel comes in disguise to the Painter |
This liberal offer elated the
artist with joy and he at once acknowledged it. He took great pains to draw a
portrait. When it was ready, he sent word to the privileged customer requesting
him to come down and see the portrait. The gentleman came and observed the
portrait minutely and found fault with the ear in the painting.
The poor painter was
down-hearted. After some time, he made another piece of art, thinking that it
would meet with the spontaneous approval of his client. This time the gentleman
pointed out that the hand in the picture was imperfect. Thus every time he went
to the customer, the latter showed one or another defect. The artist felt annoyed
at this humiliation and thought that death was preferable to this disgrace. He
therefore resolved to put an end to his life by drowning himself in the water
of the sacred river Jamuna.
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| Down-hearted Painter sitting on Jamuna banks and Birbal watching him |
When he was about to implement
his resolve, a poor Brahmin named Birbal chanced to observe him. Seeing him murky
and depressed, Birbal approached him and inquired what worried him-so much. At
this the artist told him about his account of woes and requested his help.
To this the Birbal replied, "Don't
you worry, my friend, I shall draw a portrait to the complete satisfaction of
that gentleman. Take me to him tomorrow morning”.
The painter was delighted at the
words of Birbal whose gaze convinced him of his sincerity. The next morning, he
went to his customer accompanied by his new friend, Birbal. Birbal purchased a
mirror on his way.
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| Birbal Purchased a mirror on the way |
The gentleman was anxious to observe his painting, so he enquired about it. To this Birbal replied, " It is ready, Sir ". With these words he held the mirror against the face of the gentleman who could observe therein his realistic illustration.
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| Birbal showing the mirror to the Angel. |
The gentleman
was helpless so he gave the artist the promised sum of twenty-five thousand
rupees. Artist took the money and left.
When Gentleman was alone, Birbal
bowed to his feet and said "Sir, you seem to be an angel. I will not let
you go." The angel, who was deeply overwhelmed with the intelligence of
Birbal, gave him a darshan and blessed him. His grace enhanced the reputation
of Birbal all over the country and he could become the recipient of royal
honours and favours.
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| Birbal bowing to Angel and seeking his blessings. |
And if you wish to see how courage and quiet faith unfold in a tale, here is one from the archive: Heroic Though Timid.
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