Eagle of the Sinddabad

Among the literary history that is considered as oral literature, there is a description of the story of poetry as well as the story. Because of the different languages ​​of different areas, the words of Kisas were spread out in the same language. The poem was prevalent among Iranian people long ago. These were called 'Fahlawiyat'. Those who used to be kebigans used to sail through the streets in the market at Fahlaviat. People used to memorize them and listen to them and they have been described this way in generation after generation. Who are those who have not been compiled, but some names have come within the Kavigan.

Apart from this, there was a section of small stories of a kind. Mother grand parents used to listen to these kids. The children continued to grow their stories and told their generation to the next generation. The story of the author of these stories does not match at all. They are described in the face.

Another story was funny These were famous for the pleasure of King Rajshahi. These stories have two branches. An absolutely imagined manifestation Magic tones, giant monsters, jin fairy etc. have more place in these stories.

The other person's life is intimate. That is why an image of reality can be found in them. Characters in this class are usually the characters. Among these people there are people from lower castes to kings and kings. But there are a lot of lessons in the stories. I would like to talk more about these issues. Now let's start today's story. This story was also taken from 'One Night'

Many people have heard of a king named Sindhad. This was a pet eagle in Sindindi. It is better to say rather than a pet, rather than a hunter. The king loved the eagle. Eagle is exactly the same. One did not think of separating from one another. At the order of King Cindabada, a small bowl was made with gold. The water in the bowl would be hung on the eagle's throat, as if the thirsty water of the eagle could take water from there.

One day, King Shindead went hunting for his ministers and slaves. As usual, the eagle was also with King However, the trap that was trapped in the hunting trap, a deer trapped in the net. The people who came to cooperate with the king stood by creating circles around the deer so that the deer can not go out in any way. But the deer completely torn the mesh and tried to run away. The king then cried out and said: The hawders can not escape in any way. If the deer escapes, the person who escapes with it will be killed.

Without the end of the king's words, the leopard ran away on the head of the king himself. The servants of Cindyabah were silenced. They started looking at the minister without saying anything. The minister quietly said in the ears of Sindhad and said, 'Deer ran away from your head! What to do now? King Rajashankar understood the purpose of the minister's words. As well as riding on horseback. I cried in search of deer. Until I can seize him, I will not be returning. " In this context, the King goes in search of a deer that ran away.

I ran to find the deer ran away. His predator's eagle was sitting on the shoulder, he started flying ahead of his huge wings quickly before. The deer caught flying in the air and hit his deer with sharp teeth. The deer's eyes were broken. The result could not escape. Then came to Sindabad. Sindbad caught the deer and slaughtered the head and took a headless deer on horseback and took some rest under a tree.

After a while, the water was dripping from the upper branch of the tree. Sindhad was already tired, and thirsty thirsty too was tremendous. That is why the water droplets were happy to see it fall. The king opened the golden bowl hanging on his eagle's neck and filled the water droplets. When the bowl was filled, the king filled the bowl, then the eagle quickly swept the water bottle of his fan, taking it to mouth to eat. Sindbad looked at the eagle and said with a gentle voice: Did you realize that you are too thirsty, do not you ..? OK, wait a bit! This is what Sindbad was full again. Now the king kept the bowl in front of the eagle and said: First you eat, I will eat later.

But this time the eagle did the same thing. Throwing water from the bowl in the flick of the bird. Sindad thinks in the mind that you are surely the first to stop the thirst of our horse, do not you? OK. Sindbad again filled the golden bowl with the drops of water. The water was filled with a bowl of the horse in front of the horse. Before the horse turned into water, the eagle again threw the bowl in his fan. The water fell again in the ground. Sindhabad has bagged three times in a row. Three times, the eagle water bottle was thrown out of the angry anger of Cindabad. Now he looked at the eagle and cried loudly and struck the eagle's wings with the sword and said: This devil eagle! You do not drink water yourself, nor do I let the horse ride me. What did you get, I do not have trouble to fill the bowl.

The wings of the eagle were wet with blood. Nevertheless his eyes were worried about how worried he was. In that eye the eagle looked towards the Sindhi and turned the neck and pointed towards the tree. Seeing this repeatedly, Sindbad looked at and looked at the tree branches. The eyes of the tree in the eyes of the eyes of Cindabadabaraabada He saw an incredible scene. A huge snake is climbing the branch of a huge tree. And the drops of her poison are leaking out of her mouth. Seeing a snake, a horrific panic scared Syndabad Immediately, groaning with regret: Ah! What i did in

Burning the eagle with regret, he kissed his bloody wings and said, "O my beloved companion! You saved my life and I did not hurt you. The eagle caught in the chest. Then the horse returned to the palace at a speed of speed. When the tired-laden Sindhad reached the palace, he gave the deer to the workers in cooking. And the eagle itself was lying on the chest. Eagle was taking the last breath of his life. Sindid raged in anger and looked at him with regretful eyes and began to raise his hands in his wings. Eventually the eagle left the breath in the hands of the eagle. And Sindhad lived a life of regret in life. She drops from the eyes like a blood dot dot dot droplet.