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Tales of the Gods
Sita gave him a pearl necklace, and he sat down in the corner of the hall and started breaking it.
Sita gave him a pearl necklace, and he sat down in the corner of the hall and started breaking it.
Not tearing it. Breaking it carefully. One pearl at a time, cracked open, looked into, put aside. Then the next one.
The court watched him work through a gift from the queen like a man shelling nuts.
Somebody asked at last.
He answered without a blush. He was looking for Rama and Sita inside them. And a pearl that did not have them in it was of no use to him.
That is when the laughing started.
The rest of this story, read aloud, and a new one every day.