One Ram's mistake was corrected by another Ram

- Should the prizes be given to the winners in such a way that home, water, mine, cooking, consciousness, fickleness, speed, progress are all facilitated in their life?

Tu dod tane duun daav mazaani squirrel squirrel is a living toy of a child.

Lots of squirrel songs and lots of stories.

The squirrel comes to the door, comes to the door, comes to the swing, comes to the stairs. Comes everywhere. But nothing comes in dreams?

This is the same dream squirrel. The game you have played all the time, the book you have read, the distance you have had with the animal and the bird, all come to you in dreams.

Chintan and Manan are both brothers. Holidays that are full of complexity are neither fun nor comfortable. Vanvihar M's favorite excursion. If there is a hill there is a hill and if there is a mountain there is a mountain.

The whole day is spent in such an activity that there is no sense of snack-water.

Mom says: 'Take it with breakfast. There is no hotel-lorry to meet in the forest. And don't drink any water anywhere along the way. Here are small bottles of Bisleri, take water in them! '

When it comes to running and jumping to play in the forest, there is no need to be obsessed.

Chintan says: 'Let's put a bottle of water in the hollow of this tree. Who else is going to take it from here? '

Placing plastic bottles, the two started playing. Lost in the game. Water came to mind only when I felt tired. Went to see in the tree refrigerator.

The surprise was a bottle.

Where did the other go

The two began to find child friends.

Herbs. Plastic water bottle inlaid.

The squirrel was carrying a bottle and climbing a tree. Almost reached the typical tree. Now why get water back from it? It is not good to be stoned. Would take. Take her to the nest and have her baby near the cold water. Like our mom, she's a real mom!

'But why did you take only one water?' Asked the mind.

'The other will probably have an idea to take later!' Chintan began to say: 'It is not good to take two bottles!'

The two friends shared the rest of the water and drank.

He ran all day in the forest, jumped, grabbed a catch and played various environmental games.

He who is tired sleeps. The two fell asleep in the middle of the night. Sleep is an invitation to dreams. Contemplation stretched the dream. The squirrel must have thanked him.

Says the squirrel: 'You corrected Ram's mistake years ago boys today.'

Chintan says: 'Ram's mistake?

What's wrong? '

The squirrel says: 'I worked a little harder at that bridge, remember? The body was wet in the water, the sand was collected, the tide was flowing. '

'Yes yes'

'Then Ram gave me Pattashri's shirpav in Shabashi. A title like Padma Shri is still on my body in the form of three stripes. But what happens to a book title like Bal Dosto? It hurts a little. Let's raise our fists. But if the kings are really happy, then they should really arrange for life, the necessities of life. Poor thing! (I don't even call them poor) Should all those prize winners be given such a leash that their life should have all the conveniences of home, water, mining, cooking, consciousness, fickleness, speed, progress? OK. I have not told this to anyone. Not even called. But it feels like saying, so don't stay, think! If I tell you, the mistake of one Ram will be corrected by another Ram. What else do you want Contemplation also began to pat the squirrel's back. '

- Harish Nayak