Once, there was a great king named Vikramaditya. One day he saw a beautiful
place by the side of a river. He ordered his Prime Minister to build a large
and beautiful palace there. The Prime Minister contacted the royal architect
and a plan was made. Soon the labourers started to build the palace. A few days
later, the Prime Minister went to King Vikramaditya and said, "Your
Majesty, just where the palace is to be built, there is a poor old woman's
broken hut. It is going to ruin the beauty of the palace." The king said,
"Tell her, that she will be given another place and gold coins too if
she'll leave the hut."
The next day the old woman met the king and said, "I'll not leave my hut. It's my dead husband's home. That's all I have received from him. No amount of gold can make me leave."
The king realized that the old woman was emotionally attached to the hut and he let it be. Everyone praised King Vikramaditya's sense of justice.
The next day the old woman met the king and said, "I'll not leave my hut. It's my dead husband's home. That's all I have received from him. No amount of gold can make me leave."
The king realized that the old woman was emotionally attached to the hut and he let it be. Everyone praised King Vikramaditya's sense of justice.
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