Today’s story ‘Lichu’ (Litchi). Your Majesty, the yield of mangoes
has been good this year. You’re right. I’ve heard that the production of mangoes
has been good everywhere. That doesn’t matter. How has been the yield of mangoes
in our kingdom? Good. Very good. What about the famous kohitur
mango tree in our garden? I’m sure that even our friends
don’t have that variety of mango tree. What do you want to do? Invite your friend to have a look
at the mango tree? No, I won’t invite her
I’ll send her mangoes. I’ll send her ripe kohitur mangoes… …in a golden bowl
covered with soft muslin cloth. As you wish. Greetings, Your Highness. The queen of Burdawan
has sent a small gift for you. Oh! Let me see. Mangoes in a golden bowl! There’s a letter with it. Friend, I’m sending mangoes
that grows in my kingdom. Do taste them. Don’t keep the cut mangoes for long… …or they’ll melt like your make-up. Your Majesty, look what
my friend has written. Don’t worry, dear. Your friend must’ve been
a scheming woman like Manthara… …or Kaikeyi in her previous birth. Let’s go for a walk in the royal garden. Okay. Let’s go. Your Majesty, the yield of litchis
has been as good as the mangoes. You’re right. Your Majesty, I’ve got an idea. What idea? Only Gopal can give her a fitting reply. Please call him. Okay. As you wish. (After some time) Don’t worry, Your majesty. I’ve a solution to this problem. Make arrangements to guard the garden. Okay. I’ll speak to the chief minister
about it. It’s a big garden
with so many litchi trees… …and so many litchis on them. The guards are going to finish
the litchis. What other option do we have? Your Majesty, who gave you the suggestion?
– Gopal. Your Majesty, I’ve an idea. I, Gobu Chanda, the army-chief… and the court poet
will guard the litchi trees. What do you say?
– That’s not a bad idea. Gopal, what do you say? How can I refuse your orders? We’ll do as you say. We’ll start guarding from tonight. It’s a dark night. Nights are always dark. I never saw a bright night. Keep quiet. Gopal, stay on guard here. The remaining three of us
will go to the other side. Shame! Shame! Is this the way you guard? The litchis of trees on the western side
of the garden have been stolen. The chief minister and his men
were guarding the western side. Isn’t it?
– Right. I don’t want any theft
to take place tonight. Guard the garden properly. Gobu, we’ll stay awake and guard
all the four sides tonight. Okay?
– Okay. We’ll guard the eastern side first. Gopal, you’ll guard the western side. Let’s go to the eastern side. Shame! Shame! There were piles of litchi peels
and seeds under… …all the trees last night. The chances of theft reduce
if there are guards. But in this case thefts
have been rising. What’s going on, chief minister? I fail to understand. Gopal, can you make out what’s wrong?
– No. Okay. I’ll try to find what’s wrong. Remain alert tonight. We must catch the thief. Let’s go to that side. Gopal, stay here. Poet, let’s follow them secretly. Okay. Let’s go. These litchis are very sweet.
– Yes. You’re right. What do you think, poet? The thieves are one of us. Wait I’ll teach them a lesson. Wait here. I’ll be right back. (After some time) I’m full after having the litchis. O god! Who is that? Don’t you recognize me?
I’m Litchi ghost. I live in this tree. You’ve been disturbing me
since the past few days. I’ll kill you today. I’ll definitely kill you. O god!
– O god! O god!
– O god! Are you scared, poet? Don’t be sacred. I’m Gopal. Let’s go home. No one will ever dare to come here
after the way I scared them. Okay. Let’s go. Thank god! The ghost in the litchi garden
has been a blessing in disguise. No more litchi thefts have been
reported after that. That’s not all, Your Majesty. We’ve found ripe and sweet litchis… … that’ll be a befitting reply to the
insult meted out by Queen of Burdawan. Dear friend, the mangoes
sent by you were delicious… …but they aren’t sweet… …or it would’ve erased the bitterness
in your heart and tongue. So, I’m sending you the litchis
from our garden. The litchi tree has been imported
from far west. I hope it’ll remove the bitterness
in your heart and tongue. Okay. I’ll give her a reply to this
when I get the chance. “Who fools whom?” “Who cheats whom?” “Who’s honest and who’s dishonest?” “Who is real and who is fake?” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “Gopal Bhar will come.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “A little bitter and a little sweet.” “Truth is a mixture of both.” “With varied emotions he brings us
the gift of laughter.” “Gopal Bhar is here.” “Gopal Bhar is here.” “The Gopal Bhar.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “The characters here are very strange.” “Witness their activities.” “The characters…” “You listen with your ears closed.” “You think with your mouth shut.” “You see with your eyes closed.” “Gopal Bhar will come here.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “Gopal Bhar will see everything.” “Yes, Gopal Bhar.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “Gopal Bhar is here.” “Gopal Bhar will tell us.” “Gopal Bhar is here.” Subscribe to www.youtube.com/angelkids