Along the way, as problems and needs arise, the hoopoe tells them stories of Sufi masters, pupils, kings etc. Some birds die of hunger, some of fatigue, some soar too close to the sun, some drown in the deep waters of oceans. Out of hundred thousand, only 30 reach the end where they learn that they have been searching for themselves. Their king Simorgh (Si = 30, Morgh = birds) lives inside their hearts.