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Sudoku 57	Sudoku Solution
AMITY-UNESCO RESULT Answer: (Jarawa in Andaman, Lepcha in Sikkim,Jaunsari in Uttarakhand, Kondh in Orissa, Bodo in Assam, Khasi in Meghalaya, Gond in Madhya Pradesh, Gaddi in Himachal Pradesh, Rabari in Gujarat, Bhil in Rajasthan)

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The boy and his tree

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The boy and his tree

Shyam was a child of wonder. His world was painted in shades of innocence, and his heartbeat moved to the rhythm of the world. Yet, he did not have anyone to call a friend. One afternoon, a flicker of green on the red, barren ground caught his eye. A closer look introduced him to a tiny sapling, struggling to survive in the sweltering heat of Rajasthan. A surge of tenderness washed over him. He knelt, his small hands cupping the delicate stem. In that moment, a silent promise was made. He would save this life, watch it grow, and share with it the journey of life.
He dug a new home for the sapling. As he filled the hole, he whispered dreams and hopes into the soil for his tiny friend. The sapling stood tall, its first leaves unfurling like emerald banners in the wind. Days turned into weeks, painted with the colours of Shyam’s care. He spoke to the tree in a voice that resembled a gentle melody. He sang lullabies as the sun dipped below the horizon. The tree responded with silent but sturdy growth, its branches reaching for the sky like outstretched arms. Seasons changed, and so did the tree. In spring, it was tender green, a promise of life. Summer transformed it into a lush canopy. Autumn turned it golden, and winter left it bare. Through it all, Shyam was there, his care and warmth never faltered in a world that is constantly changing.
As years passed, the boy made many friends, but his bond with the tree remained strong. The tree was no longer just a plant; it grew taller than Shyam! Its roots ran deep into the soil of Shyam’s heart, and its branches touched the sky of his dreams. Under its shade, Shyam found peace. Through the power of a child’s love, a tiny sapling blossomed into a towering oak of friendship. And so, they grew together, the boy and his tree, offering a home to countless creatures in return, making new friends.
One stormy evening, Shyam sought refuge beneath the sprawling oak. A bolt of lightning struck the ground nearby, but the tree, as if protected by magic, absorbed the shock, leaves shimmering in the thunderlight. He realised then - the tree’s gift extended beyond mere companionship; it was a magical shield. Their bond deepened, and the tree became like a guardian to Shyam, while his love was the gentle rain nourishing the tree’s soul. Their friendship became a legend whispered in the wind.
As shared by Adhiraj Pratap Singh, AIS Vasundhara 1, IV A

Days turned into weeks, painted with the colours of Shyam’s care. He spoke to the tree in a voice that resembled a gentle melody.