A Magician once performed before a king.
“Fantastic” declared the king. “What miraculous powers!”
“No, Your Majesty,” Said his wazir, “These feats are only the result of hard work and practice.”
“You are a jealous fool!” shouted the king. “Cool your jealousy in the dungeon for a few months.”
The king’s guards locked up the wazir in the palace dungeon, along with a calf. “It will be a fit companion for a man of his intelligence, “sneered the king.
The wazir was unperturbed. Everyday he practiced carrying the calf up the steps of the underground dungeon. As the calf grew, so did the wazir’ strength.
Moths went by. Suddenly one day, the king remembered his imprisoned wazir and sent for him. He came, carrying a full grown bull in his arms.
“Fantastic!” cried the king. “What a miracle!”
“No miracle this time either, Your Majesty,” said the wazir. :You were enough to give me a companion in prison. This feat is only the result of my efforts and practice.”
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