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The Rocks...

there was a small (little) hummock nearby sheetla's village.. she went there everyday directly after school.. to find colourful rocks.. she liked very much.. she would carefully search different coloured stones and bring back her school bag full of rocks in different size and shapes..

her mother would say. ..

Mori: sheetla.. these rocks are useless.. why do you work so much to go find rocks.. my daughter..

Sheetla: mother.. they are so colourful.. i like..

Mori: alright sweetie.. now do eat something.. before you go to hill.. you haven't eaten anything.. whole day..

Sheetla: i am not hungry..

She would answer bouncing out the corridor and crossing courtyard to go along play with her awaiting friends.. outside the gate..

She never skipped to go to the mound .. mostly her friends accompanied her but even if by chance they weren't there.. she would go alone..

Once.. she came home early to go to hill..

Mori: why you skipped school.. ? My daughter.. these stones would drive you crazy.. don't go to hill much.. keep up with your other friends.. do go to play with them after school..

Sheetla: i will mother.. i do go with them everyday..

Mori: don't wander around alone.. wait .. eat first..

Sheetla: Bhoori is waiting outside.. i will eat later.. bye mom..

Mori: wait.. it's 11 o clock.. you haven't eaten anything.. wait .. eat first..

Mori ran after Sheetla.. but she escaped.. darting off to courtyard straight from the parapet.. Mori laughed..

Sheetla heard their neighbour Berima laughing as well before asking for some roses.. from across the wall..

Bhoori: did you take yellow big stone that we found by the slope farther facing away..

Sheetla: yes..

Bhoori: we will dig a dent and put up the stone half in to the.. earth .. half above..

Sheetla: are you sure?

Bhoori: yes.. when we are done putting significant number of stones.. they will speak.. people say they sing beautiful song..

Sheetla: i think so.. we have to find more stones.. and.. i hope they do sing soon..

Bhoori: they will..

One day Bhoori heard some voice that she claimed to be coming from a purple rock she had adjusted atop the mound she just found yesterday..

Bhoori: Sheetla, the rock did speak..

Sheetal: what did it say.. ?

Bhoori: it said.. " Bhoori you are going to pass this year.."

Sheetla dulled.. she didn't hear.. anything..

From then she worked up hard to find most unique rocks to amass.. going to the earth rise everyday.... searching and amassing beautiful stone mound on the hill by a big neem tree.. for many years.. they never spoke..




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