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In episode 123, host Trix retells the fourth tale from Baital Pachisi, where King Vikramaditya faces a riddle about betrayal and deception through the story of two talking birds who argue about gender and guilt. The episode explores themes of deception, betrayal, and the complexities of human relationships.
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The episode begins with Trix introducing the story of King Vikramaditya and the sprite who tells him a story about two talking birds, Cherman the parrot and Madden Manari the Mina ▶ 0:05. The birds are placed in a cage together and begin to argue about their views on life and love ▶ 3:36. Madden Manari tells a story about a wealthy merchant's son who gambles away his family's fortune and then deceives and steals from his wife ▶ 5:14. Cherman the parrot responds with a story about a woman who chases secret thrills and spins a chain of deception ▶ 8:46. The king is asked to decide where the greater guilt lies between the two stories ▶ 9:26. He answers that the greater guilt lies with the woman, but Trix suggests that the greater guilt belongs to whoever knowingly engineers a lie and harms an innocent person ▶ 10:08. The episode ends with the sprite escaping and the king being forced to repeat the cycle ▶ 10:40. Other key moments in the episode include the king's conversation with his chief astrologer, Shandraken ▶ 2:01, and the marriage between King Rubenson and Princess Shandravati ▶ 3:16.
The episode appears to explore the themes of deception, betrayal, and the complexities of human relationships. It suggests that betrayal with intent is a core sin, regardless of gender, and that using trust as a tool and calling the wreckage fate is a poisonous and criminal act [10:22]. The episode also touches on the idea that people are often drawn to stories that they can control, rather than facing the truth [7:21]. The conversation between the two birds, Cherman and Madden Manari, highlights the different perspectives on life and love, with Cherman advocating for a life of indulgence and conquest, and Madden Manari warning against the dangers of deception and betrayal [4:09].
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All right, let's talk about a story that feels like fate keeps reloading the same level. A king, Vikramicha, is stuck in a loop. He has to fetch a sprite, a vitala from a tree, and every time he does, the sprite tells him a story and poses a
riddle. If the king answers, the sprite escapes and flies back to the tree. If he stays silent, the sprite's curse will break his head into a thousand pieces. It's a lose-lose game, but the king is a king, and duty doesn't care if
you're tired. So, the king goes back again. He finds the sprite hanging there like a bad idea you just can't shake. He cuts him down, binds him, throws him over his shoulder, and starts the long march back. and a sprite with a smile
that looks like a curse with a mouth says, "Oh king, listen." And so begins our story within a story. Dea was a city called Bogati ruled by a king named Rupson. He had the crown, the court, and a special parrot named Cherman who talked like he had receipts on everybody.
One day, the king asks his parrot, "What do you know?" The parrot without missing a beat says everything. Kings love hearing that. It's like catnip for authority. Soon asks, "Then tell me, where can I find a bride who is worthy of my rank?" Kerman puffs out his
chest and says, "In the kingdom of Magdeshore. His daughter is Princess Shandravati. She's beautiful. She's brilliant. and you're going to marry her. Now, Ruben wasn't the type to just trust a bird, even a clairvoyant one. He needed to
doublech checkck with the universe. He summoned his chief astrologer, a guy named Shandraken, who looked at the stars, did all the sacred math, and basically came back with, yep, the cosmos cosigned to match. So, King Rubson sends a Brahman envoy off to Mod
with a caravan of gifts and a lot of flattering words. The mission was clear. Secure this marriage and I'll secure your fortune. Meanwhile, because the universe loves symmetry, Princess Shandravati had her own talking bird, a Mina named Madden Manari. And wouldn't
you know it, the princess asks Hermina the exact same question. Where in this big wide world can I find a husband worthy of me? And Madden Manari replies, Rupson of Baguati, a tease, that's your guy. So now we have both royals completely in love without
ever having met. It's like destiny started a group chat and forgot to add the actual humans. Envoys went back and forth. Gifts were exchanged, blessings were arranged, and every single tradition was followed to lock this deal into place. Soon enough, the wedding happened. King Rubenson received his bride. The kingdom
celebrated and they returned home with great joy. Of course, Shandravati brought her clever Mina Madan Majari with her cage and all. And here's where things get complicated. One day the king and queen are looking at their two clever birds. Chairman the parrot and Madden Manari the minus
sitting in separate cages near the throne. The royal couple thinks nobody thrives alone. Let's pair them up. They should have companionship, too. So, they get a big, beautiful cage and place both birds inside together. At first, it's cute. A little domestic
fairy tale happening inside the palace. But then the parrot German starts talking like he swallowed a tavern philosopher. He begins preaching that the best life is a life of indulgence and conquest. He argues that pleasure is the only real meaning in life and everyone else is
just a supporting character in your personal story of getting what you want. The Mina Madden Manari listens. her voice as cold as a bell and replies, "I want no partner like that." The parrot scoffs, "Why not?" And the Mina says, "Because I've seen what deception looks
like when it wears charm." St. Parrot snaps back with his own bitter list of complaints about her kind. And just like that, the cage becomes a courtroom. The king hears them arguing and asks, "What's all this about? Why are you two fighting?" Madden Manari bows her little
head and says, "Great King, allow me to tell you a tale. Then you will understand why I refuse this kind of love. And this is the Mina's tale." In a city called Ilapore, there lived a wealthy merchant named Mahadan. He desperately longed for a child. He did
everything, pilgrimages, fasting, offerings, begging the heavens for an heir. Finally, his prayers were answered. And he had a son. But the boy grew into a man with a hollow hunger, a gambler who saw his inheritance not as a legacy, but as fuel for the fire. When
his father died, he burned through the entire family fortune like it was cursed paper. Once the money was gone, he fled to a new city, Shandra. There he found another rich merchant, hem gooped, and claimed to be a distant relative. He spun a tragic story of a
shipwreck, of losing everything, of shame and despair. Hem Gupted believed him. Or maybe Hemgupted just wanted to believe him. People do that, especially when a lie is dressed up to look like fate. So Hemgupted married his daughter Rat Navati to this charming survivor and
provided a heavy dowy. They lived together for some time. Then one day the young man told Rott Navati, "I must return to my homeland. I need closure. Come with me." Her parents agreed and even gave them more wealth for the journey. Generosity is a virtue,
right? till it becomes a weapon someone uses against you. Deep in a lonely stretch of road, the husband convinced Rat Navati to give him all her valuables for safekeeping. And then he revealed what he really was. Not a husband, but a thief in ceremonial clothing. The tea abandoned her right
there and vanished with everything. Rat Navati survived. She was found and eventually returned home. But here's the brutal part. Nobody wanted to hear the truth. It was too ugly. They preferred the comfort of a story they could control. So they told themselves, "Robbers must have attacked them. He
must still be alive. He'll return someday." And because liars are predictable, he did return, broke, desperate, and with a brand new story about how he was the victim of bad luck. And Retavati, still craving the shape of marriage more than she craved justice,
helped him keep the lie intact. He was welcomed back into the family like a long lost son. He lived the easy life again for a little while. And then one night when the house was asleep and Trust was completely defenseless, he stole everything all over again. This
time leaving total devastation behind. Mand fled for good. The Mina ended her story with this. I witnessed it all. That is why I refuse a partner who worships his own appetite and dares to call it love. The king, deeply disturbed, turned to the parrot. And you
tell me the faults you claim to see. As the parrot launched into his own tale, also about betrayal, also about lies, because that's the theme of this whole nightmare. Two birds arguing like prophets, both describing the different masks worn by the same relentless hunger.
The parrot told of a woman who chased secret thrills, of a chain of deception that spun wildly out of control. His story was about blame being thrown like knives at an innocent man, and how a common thief, ironically, was the only one who finally spoke the truth and stopped an unjust punishment
from happening. When the parrot finished, he concluded, "You see, great king, people who live by deception can ruin lives and still have the nerve to call themselves the ones who were wronged." And then the sprite, still bound to the king's back, still impossibly amused by all this, posed the
real question. "Oh king, between these two stories, where does the greater guilt lie? With the man in the first story or the woman in the second? King Vicramodicha answered quickly, almost automatically. With the woman. The sprite pressed him.
Why? And the king gave a tired old answer about nature and the inherent differences between right and wrong for men and women. It was the kind of answer you'd expect from a king of his time. But let's be real here. We're looking at this with modern eyes. We can't let that antique bias have the last word. The
greater guilt belongs to whoever knowingly engineers a lie, harms an innocent person, and then hides behind a performance of victimhood. In both these tales, the core sin isn't about being a man or a woman. It's about betrayal with intent. It's about using trust as a tool
and calling the wreckage fate. That's the poison. That's the real crime. And that's why the sprite smiled. In that instant, his bonds magically fell away. He slipped free from the king's shoulder and flew straight back to the tree. Kay hanging himself upside down
again as if the universe had just reset the trap. And a king jaw clenched, turned around and went back once more. Ca. He took the sprite down, bound him, and carried him onward. Because duty doesn't care how tired you are. The loop continues. Thanks for tuning in. If you
enjoyed this dive into ancient stories and modern takes, don't forget to like, subscribe, and hit that bell for more. See you next time.
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