From today on words I give stories about Thenali Raman what I know.This stories has funny and interesting, I think all of you like this.
Today I give brief introduction about Thenali Raman
He is well know poet in south India, he is also known as VIKATA KAVI.He is live in 16 the century. He worked court poet and the court jester of a king in the Vijayanagar Empire.
Tenali Raman and his better half were headed to Hampi, the capital of Vijayanagara. In transit, they went through a town at the foot of a slope. The villagers had assembled before the town sanctuary. Raman's better half ended up inquisitive and dragged her significant other to the spot. A couple pushed through the pack to show up in the front line.
A jock was showing his quality. He was seen conveying an enormous gunny pack to his left side shoulder, and whirling his mustache with his correct hand.
"He is conveying a sack of 500 quintals of rice," said the man remaining by Raman.
"This is nothing. I can convey a thousand times more weight," said Raman in a noisy voice.
Startled by this declaration, the weight lifter dropped the pack he was conveying. Everyone took a gander at Raman pondering whether another champion had arrived.
Getting a charge out of the consideration, Raman tended to the group. "Why, I can convey that slope on my uncovered shoulder," he stated, calling attention to the slope adjacent.
The villagers expanded at him. Raman's significant other seemed tense. She had a doubt that her significant other had opened his mouth too wide.
In the interim the muscle head had recuperated his mind. He giggled out loud and stated, "Is that so? We should see you do it."
The villagers were presently energized. They had seen just Hanumanji conveying the Sanjeevani mountain — and that too in pictures. Presently here was a man who asserted he could rehash the accomplishment.
"I said I can do it. Did I say I'll do it now?" asked Raman. "Conveying a slope requires a great deal of arrangement," Raman included.
Swinging to the weight lifter, Raman asked, "To what extent did you take to get ready for this accomplishment of conveying the sack of rice?"
"Three months," admitted the weight lifter.
"To what extent will you take?" the Village Chief asked Raman.
"A half year," said Raman without the slightest hesitation.
At that point Raman included. "I have to eat colossal measure of sustenance to construct my muscles. What's more, I require somebody to knead my body, day by day."
"What's more, we require a place to live. We are outcasts," said Raman's significant other.
The town boss consented to furnish the couple with a house and mastermind the sustenance supply. He guided the weight lifter to give Raman body knead day by day.
"What's more, we will meet here, precisely a half year from now," said the town head getting up from the seat.
Raman's better half was eased. They didn't need to ponder where the sustenance would originate from. For the following a half year, in any event.
Raman had an illustrious existence in the town. Villagers provided pots of drain, nectar and curd. Cartloads of rice and ragi were conveyed to their home. The weight lifter was accessible to cook sustenance, and furthermore give body back rub to Raman consistently.
The weight lifter who had turned into a Raman educate at this point got some information about the training. "Might you want in the first place a little shake, at that point proceed onward to greater and greater rocks?" he inquired. Raman sent him away requesting that he make ragi mudde (bundles of steamed ragi flour).
Before long it was the D-day. The entire town collected at the foot of the slope. Raman and his significant other landed in a designed truck pulled by the jock. The villagers got the weight lifter, Raman with a yell of euphoria.
The town boss gave a sign that the show could start.
Raman remained around with individuals situated all round. He sat in the warrior's stance, Veeramudra, and declared he was prepared.
The villagers were baffled. The town boss ended up fretful. "What are you sitting tight for?" he woofed.
"I'm sitting tight for your men to put the slope on my shoulder," said Raman tranquilly.
Everyone expanded at Raman. The town boss yelled in outrage "You said … "
Raman cut him off, "I said I will convey that slope. Indeed, even now I'm willing to convey the slope. I'm sitting tight for your men to put it on my shoulder."
"In any case, who will lift the slope?" asked the Village Chief in bewilderment.
"That is your concern," Raman said.
"No one but Hanumanji can lift it," said Raman's better half.
The town boss joined his hands in welcome to Raman. "A man of your quality and assurance should convey not a humble slope, but rather Mount Kailas." The villagers began giggling.
Hear we see how he get food for six month with out doing any work.Hear he use his thinking power.
Thanking you.
