छोटी सी वह पीली कोठी पहाड़ी पर बैठकर अपने आसपास के ग्रामीण इलाके को देखकर बहुत खुश होती थी। वह सुबह सूरज को उगते और शाम को सूरज को डूबते देखती थी। दिन पर दिन बीतते गए, हर दिन पिछले वाले से थोड़ा अलग होता था... लेकिन छोटी सी वह कोठी वैसी की वैसी ही रही।
The Little House was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. She watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening. Day followed day, each one a little different from the one before . . . but the Little House stayed just the same.
The Little House was very happy as she sat on the hill and watched the countryside around her. She watched the sun rise in the morning and she watched the sun set in the evening. Day followed day, each one a little different from the one before . . . but the Little House stayed just the same.
जैसे ही छोटी कोठी अपनी नई नींव पर जमी, वह खुशी से मुस्कुरा उठी। एक बार फिर वह सूरज, चाँद और तारों को देख सकती थी। एक बार फिर वह वसन्त, गर्मी, पतझड़ और सर्दी को आते-जाते देख सकती थी। एक बार फिर उसमें कोई रहने लगा था और उसकी देखभाल करने वाला आ गया था। अब उसे शहर को लेकर कोई उत्सुकता नहीं थी... अब कभी उसका वहाँ रहने का मन नहीं करेगा... उसके ऊपर तारे टिमटिमा रहे थे... नया चाँद निकल रहा था... वसन्त का मौसम था... और गाँव में सब कुछ शांत और सुकून भरा था।
As the Little House settled down on her new foundation, she smiled happily. Once again she could watch the sun and moon and stars. Once again she could watch Spring and Summer and Fall and Winter come and go. Once again she was lived in and taken care of. Never again would she be curious about the city... Never again would she want to live there... The stars twinkled above her... A new moon was coming up... It was Spring... And all was quiet and peaceful in the country.
As the Little House settled down on her new foundation, she smiled happily. Once again she could watch the sun and moon and stars. Once again she could watch Spring and Summer and Fall and Winter come and go. Once again she was lived in and taken care of. Never again would she be curious about the city... Never again would she want to live there... The stars twinkled above her... A new moon was coming up... It was Spring... And all was quiet and peaceful in the country.