I don't remember exactly but a folklore says Farid whilst at his youth happened to encounter a scintillating beauty in a hamlet. He forgot his coveted balance and requested the village aggregation authorized to do so for her hand. The so called panch decided how they can give their daughter to a person who is simply worthless and in tethers. This man pursued but the stoic village walas did not budge. The fakir offered that he can full fish their one wish. The village cranks used their best brain and said OK Fakir if you're so possessed : Let their be a rain of Shakar (the raw sugar). The Fakir said : Yes its there only: The village people were aghast to see that all around there were huge heaps of Shakar only. The girl was got married to the Fakir and the rustic people repented that they could have asked something precious. But the time went at plasmatic speed.
Later this Fakir could not fulfill the whimsical desires of the beauty and decided to leave the wedding "lock". He went to the oblivion again.
the gist of the story is not that simple.
Nature is very cruel. It creates the beauty to befool everybody.
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