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'Come on boy, come down now. It’s time to go. We are getting late!!', Ram hollered at the tree without a pause and walked towards and through the clearing. Manu looked at him going out and started climbing down the tree. He didn’t like being left behind and Ram's going to the clearing meant the longer he took getting down from that tree, the longer the distance he'll have to cover to catch up with him; and that man walked fast. So he climbed down fast and ran after him.  It was his favourite pass time, Manu’s. Sitting on that heavy branch, halfway up the tall Peepal tree, and watching the sunshine break way and glimmer over and through the spaces between the rooftops and treetops early in the morning was the best moment of most of his days. He got up early, climbed that single, old, tall tree and sat there each morning till he heard Ram call him out to go for breakfast and start work day. Breakfast meant a steel bowl of milk and a small pack of glucose...

She was a girl of a small village town a small town, with fields brown But in the fields, there were other colours too green and yellow yes, with ponds clean & blue The houses were beautiful, and so were the folk but there was a problem, hidden beneath a cloak See in that town, there were no young men only ageing and old, except for the women And women were there, mind you aplenty each home with daughters, less than a twenty And just as the rest, this girl had no boy a friend hadn't even met one she, let alone do some time spend  In all of seventeen years of her life, she never once thought she could be a wife And spent her time she, hearding the sheep sitting by the stream, slipping into sleep But one day, when she opened her eyes, she found a boy standing near, to her surprise And asked him who he is, and whence he come, so he said he was travelling, as it was autumn Travelling where, the maiden wanted to know why, to here my ...