Nirbandh
The story the sparrow saw
The summer night was busy with the rustling of small creatures in the undergrowth. Down by the river, amidst the puddles and rock pools at the water’s edge, a lapwing searched for a late night snack. “Did-he-do-it? Did-he-do-it?” he called suddenly, startling awake an elderly sparrow roosting in an Arjuna tree by the riverbank.
“What? What? What happened…
