The King’s Cat

Once a Badsha ruled a country. He had a black cat. Whenever he found time, he played with that cat. The cat never came out of the palace. 

One day, the Badsha thought that he should show the city to the cat. So he called Naseeruddin and entrusted this job to him. Naseeruddin took the cat in his arms and roamed in the city.

Naseeruddin was walking near a well in the city. The cat suddenly jumped from his arms and fell into the well. 

Naseeruddin was shocked at this accident. The Badsha waited for Naseeruddin and his cat. It was the feeding time for the King’s cat. 

He sent a soldier to get Naseeruddin. 

Meanwhile someone told him about the accident. He became furious. “Hang that fellow, Naseeruddin” the king shouted in anger. 

Then Naseeruddin appeared with a white cat in his arms. By that time everyone in the palace knew about the accident. They were curious. They thought the king would certainly punish Naseeruddin. 

“I gave you a black cat. But you bring a white one. I want my black cat back. Or else you should face the gallows” the King said to Naseeruddin. 

“My lord! This white cat itself is your black cat. You have not washed him for days thinking that he would become sick. He jumped into water. And he got rid of all the dirt. Look at him now. He is sparkling in white” Naseeruddin explained.

No one in the crowd could utter a word. The King was stunned.