DNA

     In the olden days, for Rajas and Maharajas, it was a normal practice to visit their subjects occasionally alone in disguise or sometimes openly with their small troop and advisers to find out whether their countrymen were happy and in peace.

      Once, a very young Raja went to a village in the country side. For some reasons, he had to stay there at night with his troop. In the evening while talking to some villagers, he was very surprised to see a young farmer. Amazingly, his face, looks and built etc. were very similar to him.

    He called him and said smilingly, ”I am glad to see you. You look exactly like me. This is probably, because my father had stayed in this village for a night, some twenty five years ago!”

    The young peasant replied with a wry smile,” Maharaj, you may be correct, but during those days, my father was a servant in your father’s palace !”