"Go anywhere, north, south, east, or west." "How shall I know when I have found the place ?" "When you find a river running over white sands between high mountain ranges, in those white sands you will find diamonds," answered the priest.
The discontented man sold the farm for what he could get, left his family with a neighbor, took the money he had at interest, and went to search for the coveted treasure.

Over the mountains of Arabia, through Palestine and Egypt, he wandered for years, but found no diamonds.
When his money was all gone and starvation stared him in the face, ashamed of his folly and of his rags, poor Ali Hafed threw himself into the tide and was drowned.

The man who bought his farm was a contented man, who made the most of his surroundings, and did not believe in going away from home to hunt for diamonds or success.

While his camel was drinking in the garden one day, he noticed a flash of light from the white sands of the brook.

He picked up a pebble, and pleased with its brilliant hues took it into the house, put it on the shelf near the fireplace, and forgot all about it.
The old priest of Buddha who had filled Ali Hafed with the fatal discontent called one day upon the new owner of the farm.