It was a green spring morning and the eagle soared high in the sky, on one side there were tulip valleys all around and the fragrance of flowers filled the air and on the other side were the valleys full of the mighty chinars and tall pine trees. Amid the spectacular landscape was a kingdom of birds. Beautiful birds - of every color and every kind, amongst them was the 'Raaz-E-Haanz' - he was the one with the sharpness of a new sword, the body of a carefully handcrafted sculpture and unmatched royalty. Just like they have in fairy tales, it was a utopian kingdom - with no jealously, no pride, abundant food and peace and happiness. But like fate had it, one day ..
Part 2 to follow..