Once upon a time, a wise scholar lived in a village. He had a friend who lived in another village, and he had been lame and mute since birth. One day, the scholar left home to visit his friend. His friend's village was quite far away. As the wise scholar was walking, he suddenly encountered a man. The man began walking alongside him.
The scholar thought that the journey was long, and that a conversation with the man would make it easier. The wise scholar asked the man his name, and he told him his name was Mahakal.
The scholar and Mahakal were walking together when they came upon another village. Mahakal told the scholar to go ahead. He had some work to do with an acquaintance in the village. He would return immediately after finishing his work. Shortly after, a buffalo killed a man in the village, and the news spread throughout the village.
Shortly after, Mahakal returned to the Pandit, and they continued on. After a short distance, they came across another village. Mahakal told the Pandit that he had some work to do in the village. "Go ahead, I'll finish it and come back." Shortly after the man left, a fire broke out in the village. The Pandit began to think that wherever this man goes, some bad thing is bound to happen. So, the Pandit asked Mahakal, "Who are you? Wherever you go, some bad thing is bound to happen."
After listening to the Pandit, Mahakal replied, "I am the messenger of death. It is my job to take away the lives of people." The Pandit then asked Mahakal, "If you are the messenger of death, tell me who will die next." Mahakal replied, "The next death will be that of your friend... the one you are going to meet." The Pandit thought, "If that's the case, then I won't go to meet my friend." Thinking this, the Pandit began walking back to his village.
Mahakaal, seeing the Pandit depart, said, "Whatever you're thinking won't happen. Destiny is an inevitable truth, so it will happen." Shortly after, the Pandit saw his friend hurrying to meet him. As soon as his friend reached the Pandit, he died of a heart attack. This filled the Pandit with profound remorse. The Pandit asked Mahakaal, "Tell me, when and how will I die?" Mahakaal replied, "You will die by hanging in another kingdom exactly six months later."
The Pandit, alarmed by this, quickly returned home and went straight to the king of his kingdom and told him everything. The king summoned all his ministers and asked for a solution. After careful consideration, they decided that the Pandit would stay in the royal palace for six months. The king arranged for the Pandit to stay in the palace. Time passed slowly.
The Pandit suffered from sleepwalking, and he wasn't even aware of this. On the night of his supposed death, the Pandit slipped out of the palace in his sleep. The Pandit was the king's guest, so no guards stopped him.
The Pandit left the palace and went to another kingdom's palace and slept in the king's bedroom, between the king and queen. When the king woke up in the morning, he was enraged to find the Pandit in his bedroom. In a fit of rage, he sentenced him to death. The Pandit then told the king the entire story. The king couldn't believe the Pandit's words.
To determine the truth, the king sent a spy to his neighboring king. The spy returned and confirmed the Pandit's words. Hearing this, the king deeply regretted the punishment he had imposed. However, there was a rule in that kingdom that once a sentence was passed, it could not be reversed.
The king convened a royal court and asked all his ministers for a solution. It was decided in the court that he should fulfill his promise by making a noose of raw thread and placing it around the Pandit's neck.
The noose would not cause the Pandit's death, and the decision would be disgraced. A noose was then made from the raw thread, and the next day, it was placed around the Pandit's neck and pulled. Everyone assumed that nothing would happen to the Pandit.
The thread broke during the hanging, but the raw thread cut a vein in the Pandit's neck, causing him to bleed profusely. The Pandit died from the excessive bleeding.
This story teaches us that death is an inevitable truth. We should never fear death. Every living being comes to this world for a fixed period of time according to their deeds. Whether a person wishes it or not, they must depart this world after the term is over.
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