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It is said that Tansen was a naughty child. What prank did he play?
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Solution
Tansen, as a child, used to play in the forest. He learnt to copy the calls of birds and animals. Once the frightened Swami Haridas and his pupils by producing the roar of a tiger.
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Our shining loads to the temple fair...
Who will buy these delicate, bright
Rainbow-tinted circles of light?
Lustrous tokens of radiant lives,
For happy daughters and happy wives.
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Youth is impulsive. When our young men grow angry at some real or imaginary wrong, and disfigure their faces with black paint, it denotes that their hearts are black, and that they are often cruel and relentless, and our old men and old women are unable to restrain them. Thus it has ever been. Thus it was when the white man began to push our forefathers ever westward. But let us hope that the hostilities between us may never return. We would have everything to lose and nothing to gain. Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives, but old men who stay at home in times of war, and mothers who have sons to lose, know better.
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“Believe me, I know it,” I told him—and it felt good to say that to someone.
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