that fateful day they handed over a touch stone to a destined hand to
use or misuse but to claim of great use for unwashed mass who just kept
believing to everybody including historians, those saw the handing over
to loose their memory later.
The photographers who shot the the
stone to their camera, later found the shot missing badly for a strange
shining mark . The geologists went on searching to officially declare
it missing when it was held in a anonymous hand whose name was designed
to be always stuck to tongue tips for days , years and years waiting for
arrival of a kind of bitter paste in future.
Knowing the stone
available somewhere, mine busters dug and dug during unscheduled nights
after nights as they enjoy nights keeping generators on always ... two
hoots to solid dark elsewhere.