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  1. What steps did he take to save himself?
  2. Did his plan work? How?
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  1. Tansen had the idea that if someone sang Raga Megh at the same time when he was singing Raga Deepak, then it would rain and he would not get burnt. He taught his daughter Saraswati and her friend, Rupvati to sing Raga Megh. He told them to begin singing when the lamps start burning.
  2. Yes, his plan worked. As he continued singing Raga Deepak the leaves on the trees dried up and fell. Birds fell dead due to the heat and the water in the rivers began to boil. Flames shot up out of nowhere and lighted the lamps. At once, Saraswati and Rupvati began singing Raga Megh. The sky clouded over and the rain came down. As a result, Tansen was saved.
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