Long ago, in a small kingdom, there lived a poor Brahmin. He was an honest and simple man, but he lived in great poverty. His small hut barely protected him and his wife from the sun and rain. They struggled every day just to manage food for themselves.
The Brahmin's wife, however, had many dreams and desires. Like other women in the village, she wished to wear beautiful saris and sparkling ornaments. Whenever she saw other women dressed in fine clothes and jewelry, her heart would feel heavy with sorrow. Unfortunately, the poor Brahmin could not fulfill those wishes. He loved his wife very much, but he simply did not have the means to give her such comforts.
One day, news spread throughout the kingdom that the Maharaja had made an announcement. He declared that anyone who could recite a meaningful verse in the royal court would be rewarded with a bag full of gold coins. The moment the Brahmin's wife heard this news, her eyes filled with excitement. She immediately ran back home to tell her husband.
Breathing heavily from running, she said to the Brahmin, "Listen! The king has made an announcement. Anyone who can recite a verse in the royal court will receive a bag of gold coins. If you go and recite a verse, we will finally become rich. I will bring clean clothes for you from the washerman's house so you can go to the palace."
The Brahmin was shocked. He replied helplessly, "How can I recite a verse? I am not educated. I do not know Sanskrit or poetry. I have never studied such things."
But his wife refused to listen. She became stubborn and determined. She stopped cooking, stopped eating, and refused to do any household work. Day after day she remained upset. Seeing her suffering, the Brahmin felt very troubled.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Alright, go and bring the clothes from the washerman's house. I will go to the royal court."
His wife was overjoyed. She quickly brought the clean clothes, dressed her husband nicely, and sent him on his way to the palace.
The Brahmin started walking toward the royal court. As he walked along the road, he kept asking people, "How far is the royal court?"
Everyone gave the same answer, "It is just a little further ahead."
After walking some distance, the Brahmin suddenly stopped. In the middle of the road stood a huge bull. The bull was scratching the ground with its hooves again and again. At the same time, it was passing urine slowly.
Watching this strange sight, the Brahmin began muttering to himself:
"Khuro ghorshonong, khuro ghorshonong,
And from it trickles a little water.
Whatever is in your mind,
That I already know."
After saying this, the Brahmin suddenly became excited.
"Ah! I have just composed a verse!" he exclaimed happily. "By the grace of Mother Jagadamba, this is the verse I will recite in the royal court."
With confidence, he continued his journey and finally reached the palace. When his turn came, he stood before the king and recited the strange verse loudly:
"Khuro ghorshonong, khuro ghorshonong,
And from it trickles a little water.
Whatever is in your mind,
That I already know."
As soon as the people in the court heard the verse, they burst into laughter. The ministers, courtiers, and scholars laughed uncontrollably. Even the king smiled in amusement.
The king then said politely, "Please sit down."
The Brahmin sat quietly and waited. One by one, all the people left the court. But no one called him again. Morning passed into afternoon, afternoon turned into evening, and soon it was night. Still, the Brahmin sat patiently, waiting for the king's decision.
The next morning, the royal barber arrived at the palace to shave the king's beard. As the barber began sharpening his razor by rubbing it, the sound reminded the king of the Brahmin's strange verse. Suddenly, the king burst out laughing.
The barber looked surprised and asked, "Your Majesty, why are you laughing?"
The king replied, "The sound of you sharpening your razor reminded me of a verse I heard yesterday."
Curious, the barber asked, "What verse, Your Majesty?"
The king repeated the same words:
"Khuro ghorshonong, khuro ghorshonong,
And from it trickles a little water.
Whatever is in your mind,
That I already know."
The moment the barber heard these words, he became terrified. His face turned pale. Trembling with fear, he fell at the king's feet.
Crying desperately, he confessed, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! The commander of the army ordered me to kill you with my razor while shaving your beard."
Hearing this shocking confession, the king became furious. Immediately, he ordered his guards to bring the commander and the barber before the court. After investigation, the truth was revealed. The commander had indeed planned to assassinate the king.
Both the barber and the commander were punished for their crimes.
Then the king remembered the poor Brahmin. He realized that the strange verse had unintentionally revealed the conspiracy and saved his life.
The Brahmin was called to the royal court once again. The king praised him and rewarded him with a bag full of gold coins.
The Brahmin returned home happily and gave the coins to his wife. Their life of poverty finally came to an end.
From that day forward, the people of the kingdom remembered this story. It taught them an important lesson:
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