Golden Pan----
Those days Maharaja Ranjeet Singh was
ruling in Punjab.Lahore was the capital.Both the sides of River Ravi,there were
some clay houses and some huts.Among those,there was a hut.In which there lived
an old lady,she used to make cotton in manual machine {Charkha} for her
livelihood.In her neighbourhood there lived a family,a boy of that family was
working as a soldier in Ranjeetsingh’s Army.Every day while going and every
evening while coming back ,wishing the old lady was his habit. He liked Sitting
and talking with that old lady If he had have holiday.One day it was holiday
,there was a religious festival,Maharaja Ranjeetsingh himself was to go for a
bath in River Ravi ,through the path,where the Old lady was living.Servants
were cleaning the road and washing it.”Maharaja is coming ,he will be on
elephant .Big officials,courtiers will accompany him.The neighbour said to the
old lady,”Our Maharaja Ranjeetsingh is himself a “Paras Patthar”{A special
stone- It is said that if something is get touched it,that thing turned into
gold},suddenly he heard drums and other music,he ran away to see Maharaja
Ranjeetsingh.The Old lady was very poor,she thought,if I will be able to touch
my iron pan to Maharaja Ranjeetsingh,I can live relaxed till my death.She
picked up the pan and stood waiting for Maharaja Ranjeetsingh.When he reached
near she said,”Ranjeet ! get down”All the soldiers and courtiers got
shocked,one servant tried to push her back,but Maharaja Ranjeetsingh scolded him,”stay
away,he asked Mahavat to help the elephant sitting down.Ranjeetsingh jumped and
reached to the old lady.Now the old lady was surprised,she thought ,”He is a
big man,I called him by his name,He is definitely going to punish me.Maharaja
asked her,but she could not utter even a single word.Maharaja Ranjeetsingh
said,”O’Mother ! You are my mother.In my childhood my mother used to call me by
my name,since many long years I have not heard anybody calling me by name.Tell
me ! What do you want ? She immediately took out the pan and started rubbing it
on Maharaja Ranjeetsingh’s body,One servant tried to stop her,but Maharaja
Ranjeetsingh stopped him,then asked again,What do you want ?She said,”You are
“Paras Patthar”so my pan will turn in to gold,Maharaja Ranjeetsingh called an
officer,ordered him “ Give her Gold equal in weight to this pan ,now”The
officer brought the gold equal in waight to the pan,and gave her”Maharaja
Ranjeetsingh said,Look ! your pan now turned into gold”He then touched that old
lady’s feet and walked ahead.
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