The Fairy Tale

Little Ankur had no companions to play with. So he roamed in the forest where he had picked up friendship with a rabbit, a parrot, a squirrel and a grasshopper.

Only the monkey did not relish his popularity with the inmates of the forest. One day Ankur fell into a deep pit, dug and covered with soft twigs and leaves by the monkey. The pit was too deep for him to come up. Tired, he fell asleep inside it. When he opened his eyes he saw a little fairy, beautiful like a porcelain doll, eyeing him.

She lent her helping hand to pull Ankur up. Of same age, they instantly became friends. "Who are you?" Ankur asked. "I am a fairy. I live on the earth for a while and go back to my heavenly world."

Then the fairy suggested, "Do you want to fly to my world?" "How can I?" Countered Ankur, "I have no wings." "If I kiss you, wings will grow on you," assured the fairy.

The offer was fantastic: flying on wings with the fairy to the distant land of fairies. Ankur asked, "How soon can I be back on earth?" "Never," replied the fairy. "A winged person is not allowed to visit the earth."

This was not acceptable to Ankur. So he bid goodbye to the fairy with a heavy heart.

Back home Ankur was fast asleep. The fairy came and quietly sneaked into the room. She kissed his cheeks. Surprisingly her own wings dropped. She was now a little lovely girl like any other.

The mother of Ankur found her. Her joy knew no bounds. At last Ankur had somebody to play with at home.