The Emperor's Flying Feast
The Emperor's Flying Feast
It was a typical morning in Emperor Akbar's court. The royal darbar was packed with ministers, poets, and scholars, all eager to impress the emperor. Birbal, Akbar's sharp-witted advisor, stood in his usual spot, ready for whatever challenge the emperor would throw his way.
Akbar, feeling playful that day, decided to host a grand feast. But this wasn’t just any feast—it was to be held on the terrace of the tallest minaret in Fatehpur Sikri. Why? Because the emperor had dreamed of dining closer to the heavens and thought it would be a splendid way to show off his power. Naturally, everyone agreed, though some quietly muttered about their fear of heights.
The cooks worked tirelessly, and soon, a lavish spread of biryanis, kebabs, and sweets was prepared. The emperor was thrilled. But then came a problem: how to get the massive dishes, steaming hot, up to the terrace of the minaret?
"Birbal, solve this problem!" Akbar commanded, waving his hand dramatically.
Birbal stroked his beard, pretending to be deep in thought, though he was secretly amused. After a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, we shall use the empire's most advanced flying technology to deliver the food."
"Flying technology?" Akbar raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, my emperor. The royal pigeons!" Birbal declared.
The court burst into laughter, but Akbar wasn’t entirely convinced. "Pigeons? You mean those birds that can't even carry a grape without wobbling?"
Birbal grinned. "Exactly. But with a little teamwork and some clever engineering, they will deliver your feast!"
So, Birbal gathered dozens of pigeons and tied small bundles of food to their feet with silk threads. The sight of the poor pigeons struggling to lift chicken legs and kebab skewers was hilarious. Some managed to take off but dropped their load mid-flight, creating a scene of raining biryani in the courtyard.
In the end, the pigeons failed spectacularly, and the food was carried up the stairs by palace staff. Akbar laughed so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Birbal," Akbar said, still chuckling, "this was a ridiculous idea, but I must admit, it was the most entertaining feast we've ever had!"
And so, the legend of Akbar's "flying feast" became the talk of the empire. For years, people joked about the emperor’s lofty dining ambitions and the pigeons that tried to lift kebabs to the heavens.
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