Asilakshan Pandit



Asilakshan Pandit 

At the king's meeting there were many servants with thick hair. Not all of them are very workaholics. The four work hard and everyone else sits and eats.


Among those who make money by cheating, there is one who is an unlettered scholar. He came to the king and said that he knows how to judge the quality of a sword.So the monarch replied, "It is better that you stay at my meeting, and judge the signs of all the swords of my kingdom."


Until then the Brahmin is admitted to the king's assembly, receives a fat mine, and examines the sword every day, saying, "This sword is good, this sword is bad." Loads of hard work! How many swords are twisted, seen and smelled, quickly judged.


His judgment is very simple! When the sword is brought and handed to him, he sniffs it. Those who make swords, they paint their mark on the sword. So you can see which one is whose sword. Pandit Mahashay took a look at that mark while sniffing. Those whom he is very pleased with, those who give him money, and treat him with food and drink, when he sees their swords, he shakes and whispers, “Khasa Twalar! Divine sword! A sword worth a thousand rupees!” And those whom he is fixated on, those who neither bribe him nor favor him, no matter how good their swords are, he has no way of getting through. As soon as he saw them, he sniffed a little and said, “Very dirty! Very rude! Not a sword, but a sickle!”


How many good craftsmen, how many excellent swords are made by him, but according to the judgment, they are not worth even two rupees. There is a master craftsman among them, he made a sword with poor soul, and the judge said, “Away! away!” Canceled everything. From this, the last worker went into a rage.


What he did one day was to make a sword, put a lot of turmeric powder on it and presented it to the uneducated scholar. The scholar was very confused, "What did you bring?" He said, as he put his nose in it and sniffed it, as soon as the pepper powder entered his nose, he sneezed loudly, and at the same time cut his nose in two with the edge of the sword!


There were shouts all around, “Jal anre,” “Kabiraj dakare,”—and by that time the swordsman had stomped his long legs to his house.


The great difficulty of the illiterate scholar. This is the pain of a cut nose, everyone gets angry at him in the meeting, calling him "a scholar with a cut nose". The poor man now has to show his face, he can't even go to meetings, he can't even work. When people see him, they ask, "How are you?"

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