birbal and akbar

Birbal’s Loyalty | Akbar Birbal

Birbal’s Loyalty | Akbar Birbal Birbal was very popular for his wit and intelligence in lands far and beyond. Kings often invited him and Akbar to their countries. Once, Akbar and Birbal were invited to the country of Persia. Since there were no airplanes or fast cars for traveling in the olden days, everyone had to walk, go by palanquins, or ride on horses and camels. So, one day, Akbar and Birbal started their journey to the land of Persia on a palanquin with some more courtiers. A palanquin is a wooden platform with cushioned seating and is covered on the top for protection against the sun and rain. Men carry it. They traveled through beautiful forests, lands, and rivers. They passed through a hilly area, and the sun shone brightly. Akbar and his courtiers had traveled many miles. After some time, Emperor Akbar became restless and tired of the

Akbar Birbal and the thief minister

Akbar Birbal and the thief minister Akbar never made a big choice without talking to Birbal first, because he trusted Birbal’s intelligence and wisdom. One day, Akbar sat in his royal courtroom with Birbal and other courtiers. Akbar was listening to what the people in his kingdom had to say. Just then, a courtier came into the room and started to cry, “Your Highness! Last night, someone broke into my house and stole everything of value.” Akbar said, “How could that be?” You live in the safest place in the whole world. The person who stole must have been brilliant. Akbar turned to Birbal and exclaimed, “Birbal! This is a puzzle. I think the thief is a courtier, not someone outside the court.” Birbal came up with a plan that was to bring a donkey. The whole courtroom laughed. Birbal said, “This donkey can do magic. It will let us

Emperor Akbar Meets Birbal

Emperor Akbar Meets Birbal Emperor Akbar and his minister Birbal are famous across the land. Their stories are appreciated and enjoyed by all. When he was younger, Akbar liked to hunt a lot. One afternoon, Akbar and some of his courtiers hunted in the forest. But it was getting dark when the group decided to return to the castle. “Your Majesty, we’re lost!” cried a worried courtier. “Yes, but I can see a clearing in the distance,” said Akbar. Come with me!” When the group got to the open area, they saw that the road went in three directions. None of them knew how to get where they needed to go. A young man came along the path all of a sudden. Akbar asked him, “What is your name, young man? Which of these three roads leads to Agra?” “My name is Mahesh Das, Sir,” the young man said. These