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Ruler Akbar was in the propensity for putting questions and riddles to his squires. He regularly made inquiries which were bizarre and clever. It took much astuteness to answer these inquiries.

When he made an exceptionally interesting inquiry. The subjects were stupid collapsed by his inquiry.

Akbar looked at his subjects. As he looked, one by one the heads started to hang low looking for an answer. It was as of now that Birbal entered the patio. Birbal who knew the idea of the ruler immediately got a handle on the circumstance and asked, "May I know the inquiry with the goal that I can strive for an answer".

Akbar stated, "What number of crows are there in this city?"

Without even a minute's idea, Birbal answered "There are fifty thousand five hundred and eighty nine crows, my ruler".

"How might you be so certain?" asked Akbar.

Birbal stated, "Make the most of you men, My master. On the off chance that you discover more crows it implies some have come to visit their relatives here. In the event that you find less number of crows it implies some have gone to visit their relatives somewhere else".

Akbar was satisfied particularly by Birbal's mind.