A glance at the title gives a shaky image that this post is about some old fairy tale that we use to listen as a bedtime story.But it is not like that ....then what are the golden eggs and what the heaven on earth Mushlak is??Let me introduce you with a place called Mushlak about 40 km in the west of Quetta city ,a barren land with small populated villages scattered around....sky as clear as crystal...land as barren as a desert.I often visit this place as my job routine,indeed a tough to time spend at such place but after all "nokar ki te nakhara ki"(job is a job, you can't say no)......ok now you are not confused about Mushlak ......but Golden Eggs are still a mystery ........If i am not wrong we used to read the story of Golden Goose ....actually the goose in that story was not itself golden buit it used to lay golden eggs.......so the eggs i saw in Mushlak were actually not golden eggs but the had same impact on the native people as they were actually golden eggs.You don't believe me that about 3 to 4 days before the Eid ul Azha ( a muslim festival), people from mushlak came to us to sell desi eggs so that they could have some money for the Eid festival.Whenever we buy their eggs the happiness and smile at their faces always remind me the story of golden goose as it was one of their major sources of income.Its not always the gold or money that matters but mostly it is the time and space which make ordinary things more valuable than gold and money.So if you want to have an omlet of golden eggs in you breakfast ,you are welcom to join me in Quetta lodges.
