A long time ago, a young man lived on the banks of a river. He had a magic handkerchief. He loved his magic handkerchief; just like a fish loves water. One day, he lost it. He searched his house and yard very optimistically, but that magic handkerchief couldn't be found. On that day; late evening when the sun goes down, he went out of his house to find his lost magic handkerchief. He decided to go everywhere; Wherever he went the day before. First, he went to a tailor shop and asked the tailor, did you find any handkerchief?. No; the tailor replied. Then he went to a pharmacy and asked the same question and got the same answer. After that, he went to a field, asked everyone present there and begin to search.... Suddenly the sky turned black, and the clouds were roaring, "Oh no! umbrella, I have to go to that wise old man's house. I went there yesterday at the end of it all." The young man said to himself , and the rain started to fall. After searching all day, he became hungry and tired. He came out of the field and saw that there were no vehicles and no one around. On an empty stomach, he started walking towards the wise old man's house. Meanwhile, as the night progressed, the amount of rain, including thunderstorms, begin to increase. After walking for a few hours, the tired, hungry, weak and wet young man finally reached the old man's house. He rang the doorbell, The wise old man open the door and before he could say anything the young man said,' "i think I have lost my handkerchief at your house last night". 'Now! In this situation! For just a handkerchief'- the wise old man thought in astonishment. "Okay, come inside"- said the wise old man. The young man entered, and started searching. The wise old man: "Hey! Young man, You're soaking wet, You look so tired and hungry. What's so special about that handkerchief? What's the matter? Why are you so worried about a little handkerchief? " "That's not a normal handkerchief! That's a magic handkerchief''. "If you put that on a plate and ask for food, delicious food will come on top of that." The young man said in a sobbing voice. It was still raining outside. The wise old man extended a helping hand to the poor young man. They searched together for a long time, but the outcome was nothing. "I'm finished" said the young man and started crying. Hey! young man, stop crying; You are not finished! " Don't die before your death". "Creat a magic handkerchief inside you." "It'll never lost, unless you lose it." The wise old man said to the devastated young man, in a tone of morale. #Themagichandkerchief
