Feathers of Friendship

A frail wind swept across the field, lifting the skirt of a small girl, which she adjusted swiftly. She slept there with her head on a small summit near the bank of the stream. Due to unforeseen weather, the level of water was low, making it easy for any wild creatures to cross the stream and probably harm her. But, she lay flat there without being agitated of any sudden attack. "Hey! Gouri come here. Maa is calling us." A deafening sound startled her. She looked behind her. It was none other than her brother and mom. "I am going to leave this village. I will found some work in the nearest town." Kishan, Gouri's brother announced while they were having their dinner. This was too sudden for Gouri. She had never ever imagined her being separated from her brother, even in her wildest dreams. Gouri and her brother were born and raised in this village. They had never left the village. Gouri cried out and left the house. Kishan tried to stop her. But, as he was ready to leave through the main door, his mother stopped her. He stared through the door towards Gouri getting a seat on a pile of rocks and crying silently there. As Gouri sat there weeping and wandering what to do, she saw a tall boy approaching her. Who was this boy? Read to find out!