Once upon a time, in the morning, two soldiers were talking among themselves.
Then one of the two soldiers looked at an old servant who was watering the flowering plants in the garden.
Then he asked the other soldier: Who is the one who is giving water to the plants so early in the morning?
The second soldier said: This is a wretched Bhiku, working like a donkey all day, yet still eating the streets.
That’s when the other soldier says: Don’t look at him, you will have to eat the streets all day to see his face.
Then those people start going from there.
Then the soldier speaks to another soldier: Bhiku is so wretched, so why does Shehensha not let him out?
That’s when the other soldier says: Shehnsha will never do that, he is a noble hearted king and he will never take away the poor’s livelihood.
Second soldier: Yes, this is true, our heart will not be found in the whole world like a shehnsha.
And both those soldiers leave from there.
Then in the morning Maharaj Akbar’s sleep opens, and he wakes up, and rises to drink water towards his water vase.
But the water in the urn is exhausted.
Then Maharaj calls: Someone is here, bring water.
That’s when both of those soldiers hear the voice of the King, then one of them says: You heard, shehensha is getting water.
Second soldier: And yes, I quickly send a servant with water.
The second soldier then goes in search of a servant who can turn the water on to the king.
That’s when Maharaj starts tasting Pani Pani, and speaks angrily: There is someone who will give me water.
That is when the first soldier speaks on his own: Shehensha is asking for water and there is no one to give it.
Then another soldier comes and says: There is no one here.
Then the two soldiers went to the kitchen to find a person who could turn water on the king.
The king now started screaming loudly, saying water and water too loudly: That’s when Maharaja hears Akbar’s voice, Bhiku.
Maharaj Akbar says: Hey, where have all the people died, bring me water.
And speaks to himself: Shehnsha is asking for water and no one is going to give, no one is visible, I myself go and give water to Shehensha.
Maharaj Akbar says: Hey, where have all the people died, bring me water.
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Then Maharaj is present near Akbar with Bhiku water.
And says that this is water.
Maharaj says: Bhiku you?
Bhiku speaks: Yes Hazur, there was no one around and you had been giving voice for water for quite a while.
Maharaj says: Wretched face, that too sublime in the morning, now the whole day may not go bad.
Hearing the words of Bhiku Maharaj, he speaks unhappily: Ji Hazur.
Then the Maharaj drinks the water brought by Bhiku, then the pain starts in the stomach of the Maharaj.
A glass of water falls from Maharaj’s hands in which Bhiku brought water, after Maharaj drinks water.
There is a lot of pain in the stomach of the King, Bhiku speaks with frightened nature: What happened?
Then the two soldiers reach there with a man who has water, and they ask: What happened to Shehensha?
Then the man who brought water, says: Can not see, their health is bad and what is this wretched Bhiku doing here? It is because of this that Shehensha’s health has deteriorated.
Then both the soldiers beat Bhiku and expel him from there.
That’s when a soldier says to the man who brought water: Call Hakim Saab as soon as possible.
Maharaj Akbar starts getting a lot of pot in the bed due to stomach ache and falls from the bed causing a sprain in his legs.
Maharaja starts screaming as Mera Peer Mera Peer and faints.
Does the queen ask?
Maid: Shehnsha saw Bhiku’s face early in the morning.
Maharani: Shehensha is right, isn’t it?
Maid: How can this be possible?
Maharani: Has anyone gone to call Hakim Saab? Shehnsha’s stomach ache started from her drinking water, she fell off the bed and sprained her legs.
Maid: Yes, he is treating Maharaj, just requesting Uppar that the sheensha should be cured.
The Queen tells the maid, let’s go to the Maharaj.
The Maharaj is resting on his bed and the bandage is tied on his pare when the Empress approaches him.
To Maharani Maharaj: How is your health now?
Maharaj Akbar: Feeling relieved from medicine.
Her Majesty: Now you just relax.
Maharaj Akbar: Where is Her Majesty the Queen. Many such works which are being seen in my court will be left incomplete.
Her Majesty: Why are you stubborn?
Maharaj Akbar: It is not a stubborn act. Shehensha will remain asleep, so how will the country grow?
Shehensha sits in his court.
And the courtier Shehensha starts coming to the court saying, Salamat Rahe.
Birbal is also present in the court.
Maharaj to the courtiers: First of all, tell me whether the flocks arrived from mangolia?
Courtier: No, where the Chinese merchants bought those sheep at double the price from us.
Maharaj: Hmm, what news have our spies brought about the wagons?
Detective: The news is not good, Hazur, tigers can attack our forces.
That is when all the people present in the court hear this and go out of fear.
Then another courtier arrives: Sehensha comes to the court saying Salamat Rahe.
From Maharaja Darbari: Rehman, what news have you brought?
Courtier: The news is not good, our army had to face defeat in the desert of Huzur, and warriors were also killed from our boht.
Everyone goes to the square after hearing this.
Then another courtier comes and says: I have brought bad news.
Courtier: Your favorite horse, Rustom Chal Basa Huzoor.
Maharaj Akbar: Rustom settled down?
Courtier: G. Hazur Rustom settled. And by saying this the courtier starts crying.
Maharaj Akbar speaks in his heart: What a wretched day, not a single good news has come, is it not because of that wretched Bhiku whose face I saw in the morning?
A courtier: The reason is that Hazur, after seeing his face in the morning, bad news is coming from all the four sides.
Then another courtier says: Because of that we did not find the sheep of Mongolia.
Detective: And the rebels start rebelling again.
Then Maharaj started getting angry.
Second court: Our army, which used to chew gram of enemies, also had to face defeat.
Maharaj’s anger started growing.
Courtier: Rustom also left you.
Second courtier: Ho na ho ho, this is happening because of the same wretched Bhiku.
Maharaj was red with anger.
Only then does a courtier say: Before we come and sufferings, hang him.
Hearing this, Birbal goes to the Chowk, what is this brother saying.
Then all the present courtiers started speaking: Yes, Hazur hanged him, calling him hanged and started demanding his execution.
Maharaj speaks angrily: Well tomorrow morning before the sun comes out Bhiku will be hanged.
Hearing this, Birbal goes from the Chowk, Birbal does not like this decision of Maharaj, this was reflected on Birbal’s face.
All the courtiers were demanding the hanging of Bhiku except Birbal. Birbal stood with a sad face.
That’s when Maharaj asks Birbal, it seems you are not happy with our decision.
Birbal speaks: No, I don’t judge you on the criteria.
Birbal: But I want to say something.
Maharaj Akbar: Say it.
Birbal: You did not find the sheep of Mongolia, so what is the law of Bhiku in this?
Birbal: Baaghi Toh often keeps raising his head, Hazur-e-Bala, how does Bhiku do it for him?
Then Maharaj starts thinking.
Birbal: As far as our army is concerned in Rajasthan, it is a victory to lose in the battle field, Huzoor = Ai = Bala.
Birbal: We have won the battles from Bohot but Bhiku cannot be held innocent for what is green.
Then Maharaj thinks and looks towards Birbal.
Birbal: The sorrow of the death of your favorite horse Rustom is as much grief as you are, but just think, he was old, he had to go today or not tomorrow.
Birbal: And the question remains of your stomach’s pain, what is the fault of poor Bhiku, he was serving you by drinking water.
Birbal: I think your stomach ache is due to overeating at the royal feast last night.
Birbal: You take precautions, you and all the court present here consider Bhiku as ill-fated, but for Bhiku, you are the biggest ill-fated one, Hazur-e-Bala.
On hearing this, Maharaj Akbar started looking at Birbal with a strong anger and the people present in the court also looked at him with anger.
Birbal: You say that you saw Bhiku’s face in the morning, so he also saw your face in the morning, you are Shehnsha will be alive, but Bhiku, that poor person will be hanged in the crime of giving you water.
Birbal: Just think what justice it is.
Maharaj Akbar: Birbal! You opened our eyes, saved us from being trapped in the trap of superstition, you would not have been hanged by an innocent and would have committed a lot of crime, we take back Bhiku’s sentence.
Maharaj Akbar: Birbal! You opened our eyes, saved us from falling into the trap of superstition, you would not have done so much by committing the execution of an innocent, we would have taken back the punishment of Bhiku, and he dictates that if the mind is any Bhiku is found to be calling a wretch, 100 whips will be killed at the crossroads.
Birbal was pleased to hear this talk of Maharaj and his heart is relieved.
The faces of all the courtiers get off.
On the second morning in the morning Bhiku goes silent after knocking out the door of Birbal’s house.
Birbal: Calling who is who.
Bhiku: I am Hazur Bhiku speaks silently, so that Birbal cannot see his face.
Bhiku: I have come to thank you.
Birbal: Come in front of Bhiku, see your face, I wake up in the morning and embrace Smiling Birkha Birbal.