raja

Khana get, peenikapanee get—live like a bloomin' Raja ke marfik.

Now one day, being in the power of Death, Raja Gunshekhar died.

Raja Vikram was perhaps a little disappointed by this declaration.

The white ants and corrosive ink were too strong for the Raja's determination.

The Raja admiring its beauty, took off his clothes and went down to bathe.

Five mortal times did Raja Vikram repeat this profitless labour.

Raja Bali was exceedingly generous, and he emptied his treasury.

But the Raja, a prince, a man of a certain age and experience, a father of eight!

Suddenly the eyes of the Raja's son and the Raja's daughter met.

The Raja said: "Do you go your ways, we will certainly come."