Tenali Raman fulfills His Responsibility | Tenali Raman Stories

Tenali Raman

Once upon a time, King Krishna Dev Raya was careless about his responsibilities. “One does not get born as a human very often,” he added. “As a result, one should seek worldly luxuries and live life to the utmost.”

Tenali Raman had concerns about the king. He tried to counsel the king whenever he could, but it was futile.

The king was impressed by Tenali Raman’s actions one day. He gave him a very expensive scarf as a reward. Tenali used the scarf to clear his nose shortly after leaving the court.

This was seen by a courtier who was envious of Tenali. “Your Highness, I saw Tenali Raman’s exceedingly insulting gesture,” he reported to the king. “What?” inquired the king.

“You had rewarded Tenali with a costly shawl,” the courtier explained. On the other hand, he devalued your kind gesture by blowing his nose in it.”

“How can you insult me by blowing your nose into the priceless shawl I gave you?” The king questioned. “Your highness, I have only one,” Tenali answered.

“I did exactly what you said.” “I taught you to be disrespectful!” exclaimed the king.

“You have been blessed with human life, which is far more valuable than this shawl,” Tenali stated. However, how you spend your time pursuing creature comforts without regard for ethics or morals has taught me to misuse the shawl.”

Tenali had nailed it. The king recognized his error and thanked Tenali. “My Lord, we enjoy a unique tie of friendship that permits me to correct you if you are incorrect,” Tenali added. “Allow me to tell you a story.”

A prince and the minister’s son were hunting in the forest. After a long day of wandering, they were both hungry and tired. They sat down to rest in the pleasant shade of a tree. The prince soon fell asleep while the minister’s son remained on guard.

A snake slithered towards the prince a little later. It hissed ferociously and prepared to bite him. The minister’s son, on the other hand, was swift. He drew his sword. But the snake interrupted him, saying, “This prince is my enemy.” I won’t be able to sleep till I drink blood.”

The minister’s kid was intelligent and wanted to save his friend’s life. “How about I drink some of his blood?” “Will that satisfy your rage?”

Saying this, he knew he was saving the prince’s life, for if the snake bit him to draw blood, it would spit venom that would surely kill his companion. The snake concurred. He was interested in the prince’s blood, not his life.

The minister’s son fashioned a cup from dry leaves. He climbed onto the prince’s chest, who was still asleep. He took out his dagger and slashed a small slit in his neck. The searing cut woke him up. He closed his eyes again when he saw his friend, the minister’s son, brandishing the dagger. The minister’s son filled the cup with enough blood and presented it to the snake, who drank it and moved on.

In the meantime, he gathered some therapeutic herbs and dressed the wound. A few hours later, the prince awoke and made plans to continue. He said nothing and continued on his way as if nothing had happened. The prince never reminded him of the battle that lasted two days in the woods.

The minister’s son became irritated about why he was not being questioned.

“Friend and Master, you know I climbed onto you and sliced your throat, drew blood, and bandaged you,” he finally said. You even witnessed it. Still, why haven’t you questioned me and demanded an explanation?” “You’re one of my friends,” said the prince. “I believe everything you did was for my welfare.” This is why I refuse to hear an explanation.”

“If someone else had tried this, I would have been skeptical,” he continued. Is he trying to kill me or rob me? “However, I know you’re a close friend, and I trust you entirely; you will never harm me.”

The king’s eyes welled up with tears. “Tenali Raman, I believe in you, just as the prince believes in the minister’s son,” he said.

Two men entered the king’s court the next morning, carrying a golden swan statue. The beauty of the statue awed all of the courtiers. The numerous gems and valuable stones embedded in the statue sparkled in the sunlight. The magnificence of the statue contrasted with the two men’s impoverished appearance.

“Who are you, and what do you want?” the king inquired.

“My name is Ramu, and this is Shamu, my dearest friend.” We’ve been best friends and neighbors since we were kids. He grows vegetables, and I produce rice. During last month’s unexpected storms, he lost most of his harvest as his fields became inundated.”

“As a true friend should do, Ramu supported me in my time of need,” Shamu remarked. He provided me with a plot of land on which I could grow some fast-growing veggies. I discovered this golden swan yesterday while tilling the field.”

“He believes that because it was discovered on my land, it belongs to me,” Ramu explained.

“I think that’s the best course of action,” Shamu said.

He was the one who discovered the statue, and I had already given him the property, so I believe it is his; nevertheless, he refuses to accept it “Ramu complained.

“Very intriguing!” Who among these friends can solve this problem? Who is the owner of the swan? “It appears that neither will accept it,” the king told his courtiers.

It was a peculiar circumstance. Each friend desired to present the swan to the other.

“This swan has been obtained from the earth of this kingdom,” said courtier Chatur Pandit. It’s a divine message. Please grant me permission to take this swan home and inspect it, Your Majesty. Then I can read the religious books and do the right things for the health of the king and the kingdom.”

When Chatur Pandit announced he would be participating in the statue and jewels, everyone realized what he meant.

“Your Majesty, I believe the swan belongs to the royal Treasury,” the king’s treasurer said next.

The king shook his head, expressing his displeasure with these recommendations. He then turned to face Tenali Raman.

Tenali responded, “Your Highness, I feel we should sell this swan.” The funds should then be used to create a garden on the kingdom’s main thoroughfare. It should feature a freshwater fountain and trees for shade. Visitors from all around the world should be able to rest there. We should erect a structure in the yard to commemorate the beautiful story of these selfless and giving people.”

They were both thrilled to hear this suggestion. The king and the courtiers lauded Tenali Raman’s focus on the greater good.

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