He had that dream again that night And woke up feeling so distraught. Walking carefully with steps light, He came out wondering where to start. "Where is that golden river? First I need to find that. Then I will Figure out a way to reach it fast And take a dip. Yes! I surely will!", He thought and got busy in work. A millionaire, he had everything, But this dream gave him a jerk. Beyond money there are a few things. One day he decided to take a break And pursue his dream in order to Fulfill that urge and packed his bag And started his travel to places new. He crossed many rivers, and visited Many new countries, yet could not Find that river which eluded Him for years. He gave up not. Finally he gave up after A long time, feeling sad. It was a festive night rather A heavy crowd on road made it bad. "Where are these people going?", He asked one, got a short response. "For evening prayers!", he said going Ahead ignoring this guy's thanks. Cursing everything he went on Following others, very slowly. Their joy made him sulk more and He suddenly started to feel lonely. Finally he reached that point Where several thousand people Were waiting with lamps pointing East as a booming bell just rang. It was an hour after dusk And darkness was more engulfing. As he saw, the lamps were left In the river, and people were praying. So many lamps at that time made The river waters to glitter as gold. Rooted to the ground, he then prayed, Joined others, jumping in the river of gold.