1 A broken stick in exchange for the Great Gemstone of Hydrabad

In the dust of an abandoned, ruined ancient fort of Hydrabad the was a boy with the name Eshaan.

His name Eshaan, meant 'to desire or to wish',

Currently he was digging with his only possession other then the clothes on his skin,

a digging stick with a sharpened end.

He was humming his favourite song, as he searched the corners, the middle and the cracks in the walls of this fort, as surely as thousand of hopefuls before him.

His stick however was through all this digging and prying, as it soon announced,

when he inserted it into the crumbly surface prying upwards.

For it gave a cracking sound and took a new angle taking its support from him.

Eshaan's face was firmly planted into the dusty earth.

Fortunately, he had fallen with one eye still open and it had landed right atop a gleaming shiny stone.

Kneeling first in the dirt he wiped the tears, the dirt, the dust off his face then spat and snorted out the remainder within.

Then he felt around in the dirt groping for the shiny object with his hands.

When he touched it,..

it was not the roughness of a ground stone or a lump of hardened earth,

but the faceted cold and hardness of a gemstone..

He knelt in the dust and wept and said thanks to God..

Then he rose and cleaned off the Gemstone with his tears and cotton clothes which broke clear its shiny many faces.

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