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White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat

White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat