When it comes to writing a story, a lot of things come and go and get a place in the story, but when it's a little late, it gets lost somewhere. To come this way ...Ehh, let's just say I've had a boy, but his name is Lita, he's 11 years old, he's a family of three, Mom, Dad and Lita. . They lived on the banks of a forest river. His father was a honey collector, and a fish hunter, Litter's father collected honey and fish, sold them in the city, and his mother collected herbs, leaves, and wood from the forest and used them for cooking, thus maintaining their family. There was a small hut for them to stay in, a few bamboo poles buried, with a hut surrounded by a few bamboo fences, he had a small window, through which, Lita used to look in the direction of the city road, and sometimes said, Mom ... Mom, can we go to town and stay? Mother did not say anything, just stared. One evening Lita grabbed Baina, going to town with Dad tomorrow. Mom explained a lot and persuaded Dad .. He could not hold back the joy, the joy of his father and mother, the joy of his son. I ate quickly and fell asleep. There was a river after their house, the name of that river was Galpa river,
there was a sajna tree on the bank of that river, there was a Hiraman bird living in that tree. He saw and knew all their sorrows, hardships, happiness. Hiram knew him from the beginning, as if he was happy because Litter prayed for him, that all his wishes would be fulfilled. I woke up very early the next morning and started walking towards the city with my father. Litter's mother, looking at them, prayed to God for them. That's ... and Hiram saw the bird. When Lita entered the first street in town, she felt a hot air in her body, she looked at her father's face, her father did not notice, then went further, she saw people and people, she was having trouble walking, she began to notice That there is no wind anywhere, dust on the road, black carSmoke, strong sun, his throat is getting dry, father will drink water.Lita bearded, Dad went to a shop, two shops, came back, Dad what happened? Dad, there is no open water here, whatever ... he has, it is their own drinking water, it cannot be given. After that, my father brought water from a rice hotel and fed me, but the water looked muddy and dirty. Then he started walking again, I saw a mother crying with her baby, raising money, the baby has no words, the face is black, it seems, not eating, sunburn and dust. No one is listening to them, looking or not, as if no one has time to see these tears and dark faces. Then he moved on again, Lita and her father, Litter leaning forward, a boy his age, a basket on his head, the market in it, always, it was hard to walk, it seemed like a baby porter, a torn vest, soaked in sweat, Litter was having a hard time. Seeing this city, the city environment, the people and the suffering of the people. Due to the rain that fell a while ago, it was very difficult to walk through the small streets of the city, during the Asr prayers ..At that time, my father took me to a mosque, I was coming out after the prayers, I saw some beggars standing with their hands, there were children and old women among them, there were no clothes on the body of the child, and everyone's body was wet and silent. , Can't find their shoes. Anyway, unable to help the beggars, I bowed my head and started walking again. Suddenly Lita noticed that a dog, huh, I think, that dog tie, was the first thing I saw as soon as I entered the city in the morning, that dog tie was walking on the other side of the road, and after a while it was turning and looking this way. I went ahead again, I saw a crowd of people in one place, I went closer and saw an old man lying on the street, what happened to my father? My father told me to ask someone, after eating something, he took everything. Dad no one is taking him to the hospital, why? Lita said, Dad this is ... what city is this, are you in this city ..Come on? Dad said, yes, why dad, what happened? He said nothing. Dad didn't bring anything with him today, to sell. That's why I came along. Walking along the main road again, I saw a man on the street, in the bus, running with his paw in the ear of a woman sitting by the window. Immediately the woman screamed, sat down with her hands over her ears, someone was saying - the ears have been cut off, a lot of blood is dripping, the father seems to have realized that I am noticing all these things. This time my father said, let's go hungry, we haven't eaten anything. We sat in a tea shop, Dad took a loaf of bread, gave me half, handed me a glass of water, the shop was choking on cigarette smoke, tears came to my eyes, smoke and smoke all around, no one was saying anything. Young and old, all of them are smoking together, Dad, let's go out here, our eyes are burning, let's go out, at that time a little girl, holding a baby in her lap, raised one hand and hoped for help from everyone, no one helped, tears came to my eyes. . I was very sad to see the face. Dad and Dad, don't buy them a loaf of bread? As soon as he told his father, he bought a loaf of bread and handed it to them. The little girl thanked him and left. We went ahead again, after walking for a while more - Dad went to a shop, sat me down and Dad took some money from that shop. Meanwhile, it was evening, it was time to return, I started walking again, I came a little farther and saw a boy my age lying on the side of the road, his dirty clothes, torn in many places. He has no consciousness, lying next to him, intoxicated, no one is showing Maya for him. Everyone ... eh, what a star? Meanwhile, as evening fell, the city became more and more chaotic. But now I am scared, scared, I grabbed my father's hand tightly, then my father looked at my face, my father ..He held my hand tightly, and after a while the wind began to blow, the sound of the wind to me, it seemed like a poem, paper, polythene, lots of dirt and a few umbrellas flying in that poem, which started running here and there. I couldn't find a place to stand. Litu and his father are wet and lonely, father is the boy who is lying on the street, won't he get up, father? Litter's father said, he will not get up again, father, they forgot to get up, the deeper the night will be, this road ... this will be their nest, home, father, Lita said in surprise, they do not have a nest house? No, Dad, the rate at which people are growing around, living, eating, working, everything ... this lack, slowly everywhere, this lack will spread. What will happen to this man! Come on Dad, it's time to go back, your mother must be waiting for the way. Lita said Dad, I can't walk anymore, she stood up, this time Dad got on a bus with me, what a crowd, I can't stand, coming and going on my feet. I have been standing for a long time, the bus is not running, Dad, let's go for a walk, we got off, so tired, Lita and her father returned home. After eating and drinking at night, my mother asked me how my father felt in the city, Lita said everything, my mother, father and Hiram listened attentively, and at the end she said, I will never go to the city again. This house and jungle of ours is much more beautiful than this, Hiram got upset when he heard everything. Then Hiram asked his friend in disguise to take on the form of a dog, and he took on the form of a giant dragon. Hiram said, "Friend, if you see this form of yours, I will not be able to stay in this forest anymore." You take the form of a crow. After that both of them fell asleep with ka, ka, sound. Collection
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