A Case of Missing Diamond
A diamond was stolen from Princess Noor’s ring. The ring was still on her finger, with the prongs that held the diamond bent slightly.
“I don’t give a damn! I want it back at any cost,” said the princess, almost shouting in frustration, at the detective.
“Your highness, with all due respect, you must provide me with more detail,” replied the detective.
She understood what he was prodding at. Reluctantly, she revealed the name of her nocturnal visitor.
But it didn’t solve the case — the detective, after a meticulous investigation, concluded confidently that the lover was not the culprit.
While watering the plants in the morning in his rooftop garden, Bhaskar Chowdhury found a pigeon lying on the floor. It was barely alive. Not knowing what to do, he gave it some water to drink and left it on a cushion of fallen leaves outside his workshop.
The bird healed and flew away. When Bhaskar came back to check, he found that it had pooped massively and among it was a stone, quite big for a bird’s digestive system.
He probed the stone with a twig; by its cut and the reflection of sunlight, one could believe it to be a diamond.
“That big — it can’t be a diamond,” he thought and threw it with the leaves in the garbage bin.