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Abbu Khan, a poor old man was living with
his pet goats. He took care of the goats very
much like his own children. But he was
unlucky in this regard. After growing up his
goats left him one by one. The did not like to
be tied up. They love freedom.
Abbu Khan could not
understand the reason
of leaving the goats.
Though he was giving
them the juiciest grass,
grains and the love
could not stop these on
fortunate goats from
running straight in to
the jaws of death.
Abbu Khan decided to live alone. He could not
stick up to his decision for a long time. He
bought a young goat and named it CHANDNI.
He thought this young goat will stay with him
for a long time. Abbu Khan was mistaken.
Chandni also wanted freedom. Natural beauty
attracted her very much.
One day Chandni told Abbu Khan to let her
go to the hills. If I stay on in your compound
I will die. Abbu Khan was taken aback. He
told her about the dangerous wolf in the
hills and ill fate of her sisters. Chandni said
I will fight the wolf.
One day Chandni ran away by opening the
window. She was very happy in the lap of
nature. It seemed to her that the old hills were
standing in a row welcome her. She felt like a
child meeting her parents after years of
separations. It was the happiest day in her life.
She refused the offer of wild goats to mix with
Chandni wanted to enjoy this beauty all by herself. All
of a sudden she heard a sound. The sound was like a
grunt. She understood about the wolf. Chandni decided
to put up a good fight. Fight continues up to the night.
The first rays of the sun saw that she was dead. The wise
old bird said that Chandni is the winner