The village headman Shastri Ji said, “what will happen to these orphans? How will they live? God knows!!” They were only in their teens when they lost their parents to starvation. Time had not been very kind to manic and Hariyali. The sun shone through the branches of the huge banyan tree in the front yard of the Yadav household, ushering in another wonderful day. The islands thanked Aman and promised to be careful in the future. He told them what had happened and asked them to be careful in the future. The doctor examined them and said that they were fine and would be discharged soon. He informed his parents and took the old couple along with another neighbor to the hospital. Aman found the source of the smoke –a short circuit. They found Mr and Mrs sikand on the floor. Both of them rushed upstairs and knocked on the door.Īfter repeated knocks, when there was no response, they broke it open along with the other neighbors, who had gathered there by then. Aman ran to the building and alerted the watchman. They also located him and had gifted him a bat on his sixteenth birthday. He was just about to drink water when he noticed thick smoke billowing from the window of the adjacent building. He reached home and opened the door with his key. So that he could secure admission in a good school. Aman knew he had to work hard to get good marks. On Monday was the dreaded subject, mathematics. Exam were round the corner and his teachers had started taking regular tests. And I have pledged to educate khushboo.Īman said bye to his friends Nikhil and Nysa, and got down from the bus. My mother says that she looks like my sister. We both share a wonderful relation with each other. Since that day, there has been no looking back. And one day, I held her tender fingers to teach her to write. Her desire to learn led me to wonder if I could ever teach her. For hours together, she would turn pages of storybooks and enquire in detail about what was being spoken by the characters. I was glad to find that she was a book-lover. So, I decided to teach her.Īs soon as I reached home from my college, she would run to me.
She told that her mother could not send her to school as they were very poor. I showed her some storybooks with illustrations that she looked at very carefully. All my family members were impressed with that sweet girl. I offered her something to eat which she ate after washing her hands. The girl thought for a while and then held my finger. I pointed towards a house and told her that I stayed there and asked her if she wanted to come along with me. When I talked to her, she replied with ‘jee’ every time which showed that she was a cultured girl. After talking to her, I found that her father had died in a crash during a street violence and that her mother had gone out to work. That day, I could not control myself and went to talk to the sweet girl. From her appearance, I concluded that she was from the economically weaker section of society. I had been observing a thin, frail girl coming and sitting on the bench and looking continuously for hours together at the passers-by without playing or talking to anyone. Then, the properly salted dishes were brought in and all the guests ate their fill.įor the past few days. If only I could see her again and tell her how sorry I was!”ĭrawing the veil from her face, the happy girl went to him and hugged him. But when my daughter said so, I threw her out of the house. “Oh”, said the bride’s father, “salt is truly the sweetest thing in the world. All the dishes were prepared without salt. The bride invited her father to the wedding banquet without telling him who she was. Struck by her beauty and gaiety, he fell in love with her and took her to his palace and married her. The pretty maiden sat singing in the forest near her father’s cottage when a young prince, who had lost his way hunting, came to her. He said, “if salt is sweeter than sugar, you had better find another home where the cooking is more to your taste”. The old man thought the younger daughter was mocking him. Once, he asked them, “what is the sweetest thing in the world?”
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