Mullah Nazaruddin's town was a calm and quiet one. There was no brutality there. Also, there were no burglaries. Individuals left their entryways open when they went out. No one removed anything. Be that as it may, one evening, things changed out of nowhere. There was a burglary in the town. The digging tools kept in Giazuddin's nursery were taken.
The following evening, a few vessels were taken from another house. There was one more burglary in the third evening.
Individuals were stressed. They didn't have even the remotest clue what to do. They couldn't keep watch in the evening. It was extremely, cold.
The locals gathered in the commercial center. They discussed the robberies. "We should get this hoodlum," expressed one of them.
"If not living here will be troublesome."
"Yes," said another. "But how do we do that?"
"We should proceed to ask Mullah Nazaruddin," said Giazuddin. "He will figure out how to get the hoodlum." So they went to Mullah Nazaruddin's home and educated him regarding the issue.
"Allow me two days' time," said the Mullah. "I'll figure out how to get the hoodlum."
The following day, a truck came and halted before Mullah Nazaruddin's home. The cartman took a few wooden boxes and kept them in Mullah Nazaruddin's nursery. The Mullah gave him some cash and he disappeared. A few neighbors came there and inquired,
"What is there in those crates, Mullah?" "They contain som.ining entirely significant," said
Mullah Nazaruddin. "After at some point I will keep them inside the house."
A few group came to see the crates. Mullah Nazaruddin didn't take them inside the house. Around evening time he nodded off. However he didn't nod off. He held up behind the entryway.
After 12 PM, a man came that way. He took care of his body in a cover. He entered the Mullah's nursery and went close to the wooden boxes. He opened a case and put his hand in. Out of nowhere he shouted out in torment. He fell on the ground and shouted out once more.
A portion of the neighbors heard the cries and came there. Mullah Nazaruddin likewise emerged and said, "He is the cheat. Get him."
Individuals got him and attached him to a tree. Then, at that point, the Mullah said, "He came to take the things in the cases. In reality the crates contained colonies of bees. As he opened a container, the honey bees began stinging him. That is the reason he shouted out."
Individuals gave over the cheat to the Sultan's troopers. They applauded the insight of Mullah Nazaruddin.
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