DHWANI

For seven year, little Dhwani grew up happily in the fields and hills, listening to the birds learning the names of flowers and crops and singing to the cows and goats in the meadow. It seemed that Dhwani could understand the language of creatures around her. They too seemed to respond to every word she sang to them.

One evening when Dhwani got back to the title hut she saw her grandma lying on a mat, looking frail and ill. She also saw two strangers by her side; they were Dhwanis own parents, It was time for her grandmother to leave for her heavenly abode and for Dhwani to leave for the city. She was distressed that her and leaving her forever and she herself was leaving her friends -the animals, birds, fields and hills.