One day, Akbar decided to go around the capital. It was his practice to go on rounds around the villages in his capital to see if harmony was maintained by the villagers. Birbal always accompanied him, and both of them used to appreciate the beauty of the village together. Whenever Akbar passed through the villages, […]
One day, Akbar felt very tired and felt like taking some time off to relax from his hectic schedule. He wanted to go for a walk in the garden and he also called Birbal to come along. He said, “Birbal, I want to have some relaxing time. Why don’t you come along with me for
Akbar never got tired of asking Birbal different witty questions. Birbal also made sure that his answers satisfied and amused his Emperor. By now, everyone in the court knew that there was no question whose answer Birbal didn’t know. So one fine evening, Akbar asked Birbal, “Everyone is aware of how smart and witty you
After the music competition, Akbar gave a challenge to Birbal. Now, it was painting competition. The Emperor was interested in not only music but also painting. In fact, he had a huge collection of paintings in his palace, which were very expensive. These two arts gave immense pleasure to the Emperor. “Birbal, I have a
Akbar was very fond of creative arts. He had a very keen interest in music. Once he held a music competition. He invited the best musicians of Hindustan to participate in it and play their compositions. In fact, it was an honour for those musicians to be invited by Akbar. On the decided day for
One evening after the court session, Birbal went back home. He had just sat on the cot when someone knocked at his door. He opened the door and saw that a servant from the palace had come. The servant said, “Birbal Raja, the Emperor has sent me to call you in the court. He needs
The water of the river was very still. There was not a ripple or a wave in it. John felt that he could even walk on it, if he tried! John was on a cruise ship on River Nile. The cruise ship covered a large part of the river. It would continue on the river,
Whenever Akbar got the time from the official works of the kingdom, he always had brainstorming sessions with Birbal to lighten the stress of everyone in the court. The Emperor liked to ask twisted questions and loved witty answers from Birbal. In fact, Akbar always made sure that he never fell short of tricky tasks
One morning, when everybody had almost seated in the royal court of Akbar, an oil merchant entered and bowed down before the Emperor. He said, “Your majesty, I need your help. A villager is trying to steal my money.” Akbar asked the merchant, “Who is the villager? Bring him before me and I will listen
The King of Iran was all praises for Birbal. He said to Akbar, “My friend! I am very much impressed by the intelligence of your favourite minister. He deserves to be at such a high position.” Akbar replied, “Indeed! Because of him I don’t have to worry much about anything as he takes care of
Akbar and Birbal were famous not only in all the kingdoms of Hindustan, but also in other nations. They admired the royalty and faith of Akbar and wit and intelligence of Birbal. So, other emperors and their ministers harboured jealousy towards them. They always wanted to prove themselves wiser than both Akbar and Birbal. Once,
Birbal was a man of clear thinking. He never had any dilemma or confusion. Whatever situation arose in front of him, he always came up with a solution. People always wondered how Birbal was capable of doing this. He was a great help for Emperor Akbar whether it was a small problem in the court
Mira and Alan were going on a ski-trip to the mountains. They were very excited. “Isn’t it thrilling that we will be seeing the snow for the first time in life?” exclaimed Mira. Alan was looking forward to ski on the snowy mountains. Leaving their luggage in their hotel room, they left immediately for the
Birbal was famous in the capital not only for his wit but also for his other unique qualities. One of his qualities was his love for children and their innocence. In fact, he himself was blessed with child-like innocence. This was the quality for which the Emperor used to love him. In the court during
One evening, Akbar and Birbal had gone for a walk in the mango orchard of the palace. As usual, they were having some witty and intelligent discussions about various situations. All of a sudden an arrow passed over the head of the Emperor. This angered him a lot. He at first thought that someone was