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HE IS MY BROTHER

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Once upon a time there was a small hill.

A path went up

the hill.

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  • It went through the thick and lovely woods of pine, peepal and banyan trees.

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  • One day many people were seen climbiing up the hill.They were going to the holy place.

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  • A girl also climbed the hill with them. Her name was Meena.She carried a small boy on her back.

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  • He was four years old.His hair were curly.His eyes were black and his face was as fresh as the morning dew.

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  • The sunshine danced through the trees.Meena climbed the hill slowly.Meena was happy .The boy was also happy.

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  • A man in the group looked at Meena.He felt sorry for her.He asked her,”My child why are you carrying a boy on your back “.Don’t you feel his load?”

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  • Meena looked at him in wonder.She could not understand him.(Her brother was unable to walk)Meena said,”Load? Ofcourse not!He’s my brother!”