Ek sundar Hindustani gaon mein har saal Mango Festival hota tha, aur gaon ke beech ek

Ek sundar Hindustani gaon mein har saal Mango Festival hota tha, aur gaon ke beech ek purana jadui aam ka ped tha jiske baare mein log kehte the ke us par saal mein sirf ek baar Sunehri Mango ugta hai jo kisi ek khushnaseeb ki zindagi badal deta hai. Usi gaon mein Arjun naam ka ek gareeb magar imaandaar ladka rehta tha jo apni maa ki madad karta, buzurgon ka khayal rakhta aur kabhi jhoot nahi bolta tha. Festival ke din poora gaon ped ke neeche jama hua aur achanak chamakti roshni ke saath Golden Mango ped par nazar aaya. Sab bachche usay paane ke liye bhaage, ameer aur shararti bachche zor laga laga kar use todne ki koshish karne lage, lekin jaise hi koi us mango ko chhoota woh aur upar chala jata. Tab gaon ke buzurg ne kaha ke yeh aam sirf us bachche ko milega jiska dil sabse saaf hoga. Yeh sunte hi sab bachche dikhawa karne lage—koi jhoothi madad karta, koi fake smile deta, koi buzurgon ka samaan sirf sabko dikhane ke liye uthata—magar Golden Mango hila tak nahi. Arjun ko competition mein zyada dilchaspi nahi thi; tabhi usne dekha ke ek boorhi dadi gir gayi hain, to woh foran unki madad ke liye bhaaga aur pyaar se unko uthakar bithaya. Dadi ne hairani se poocha, “Sab mango ke peeche bhaag rahe hain, tum meri madad kyun kar rahe ho?” Arjun ne muskura kar kaha, “Kyunkay aapko zarurat thi.” Itna sunte hi jadui roshni chamki aur Golden Mango ped se toot kar seedha Arjun ke haathon mein aa gira. Sab log hairan reh gaye. Tab woh boorhi dadi asal mein ped ki jadui rakshak ban kar