Diamond update

Today I visited a Sufi shrine outside Bukhara. The sight pinpoints the place of birth and death of a founder of an influential Sufi order, 'Bakhautdin Naqshband' (Sufism within Islam was a reaction to the worldliness of the early caliphates; many Sufis looked for 'something more' through music, dance and poetry). When I was about to put my shoes back on after visiting the Friday mosque, the centrepiece of the shrine, I noticed a pair of black suede boots. They were decorated with shiny stones and one of them was missing. The empty metal bearer that once held a sparkle stared at me and made me realise instantly what I had found the other day. Of course, knowing the type of clientele Hotel Uzbekistan attracts and the footwear that comes with it... It was as clear as... a diamond. Slightly disappointed I walked away.
But then I just had to know. Was it the missing stone? It was going to be hard to explain, and the owner of the suede boots would probably think I am a nutter (like you as you read this I guess), but I just had to confront her with my find. I started walking back, inspecting the footwear that passed me. Than I saw the boots. I walked towards the woman who wore them and asked her if she had been in Jizzakh lately. She answered me that she was from Andijon, a city in the east of the country. "Alright, but did you visit Hotel Uzbekistan in Jizzakh recently?" (Room 316?) She looked at me with a giant question mark draw all over her face. OK, this is only going to make sense if I make it into an experiment I thought. I took the "diamond" from my pocket, kneeled down, and held it in front of her boot. "Ah", she said, and started laughing. "Molodiets!" which means 'well done' in Russian. The stone didn't fit, so the 'Cinderellaness' of it all disappeared, but it was still quite the scene.
The woman then caught up with her friends and I could hear them laugh when she related what had happened. The symbolism of it all made me smile too. My first Sufi lesson.