In one country was a peaceful state, his name was Anandpur. Anandasen was the king of that kingdom. He was a merciful, intelligent and upright ruler. There was always a smile on his face, and the happiness and sorrow of the subjects were as dear to himself.
Although King Anandasen was in the palace, he did not like luxury life. Every morning he would get up and take news of the state. He would sometimes see the training of the soldiers, sometimes go to the farmers' land, and sometimes go to the poor people's houses to find them. His wife Rani Subhadra and son Rajkumar Arindam were as kind and sympathetic as him.
One day the king heard that there was a drought on the north end of the state. The crops of the people are destroyed there, no water, lack of eating. Immediately he called the Rajya Sabha and said,
"Our people are in trouble, we cannot sit quietly. The happiness of the people is the happiness of the kingdom."
The next morning, the king went out wearing ordinary people's clothes alone. On the way, he saw dry fields, cracks caught soil, and the faces of tired farmers. He went to an old peasant room. The old man did not recognize him, he thought he was a passenger.
The king asked,
- "Father, how is the crop this year?"
The old man said - "What to say, Dad, the soil is dry, it has not been rained. My crop is wasted. But trusting in Allah, I will try again next year."
The king was impressed with his morale. He said,
- "You are a very brave man. If the king found a farmer like you, his kingdom would never have been in famine."
The next day the king returned to the palace and called the meeting. He instructed
Free seeds and fertilizers will be provided for the drought area.
New canals and wells will be dug for water.
⃣ The families who are lacking food will be sent to their homes.
Within a few months, the green crop waves flowed again in Anandpur. The river-canal was filled with water, and the smile came back to the face of the people. The old farmer also saw the king again and said,
- "Oh my king, you are really our father!"
The king smiled, the water came to his eyes with joy. He said,
- "I am not your king, your servant."
From then on, the name of King Anandasen spread far - he was the king who loved the happiness of the subjects more than his own happiness. AI's help has been taken to create this story
