Granny

Granny

In a small village there lived an old woman named Nama.


She had a fruit shop in the village. All the villagers give respect to her.


One day Nama was digging the soil and planting the seeds, of some fruits. She was involved in her work.


She heard a voice, calling "Granny, Granny".


It was the voice of her neighbours, grand daughter, puja. 


She stays in the near by town and she visits the village on her vacation every year.


She came running, "Hello Granny, how are you"?


I am good.


"How are you my Dear"? Puja.

"When did you come from town?" Puja


"Yesterday" Granny.


"What are you doing in the soil" Granny?


 Puja "I am planting some seeds".


 What seeds?


 Some fruit seeds.


 Granny, you own a fruit shop and you have many fruits to eat. 


 Then, "why are you planting again"?


 If every one think like you, from where we will get the fruits, when the          population is increasing day to day.


"Granny give me some seeds, I will also plant", said Puja.


 Granny gave Puja some seeds and said Puja "plant them in your house".


 As, trees are very less in towns.


 Puja was happy as she had learnt some thing new apart from her books.