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‘‘OK, I’ll talk to them. Now wash your

hands and have selroti. I made it

especially for you,’’ said Grandma.
Narayan loved selroti. He sat

on a small mat and started

enjoying the selroti.

Late in the dark night
when Narayan and

the whole bustee

were fast asleep,
grandma was still

awake. She could feel

the pain of little Narayan.
She knew Narayan was shy; he

was an honest boy and he would

never hurt anyone. She wanted to
help him. She kissed Narayan on his forehead. She covered him with a quilt.

Then she went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the old lady took some wheat flour. She added some rice
floor and gram flour to it. Then she added salt and pepper. She mixed it

well to make a thick dough. She made it into the shape of a top and roasted

it on the fire. As it was getting roasted, she said something to it.

The next morning, she spun the top on the cricket ground, she spun it on
the football ground and she also spun it on all the houses and trees of the

bustee.

With the spinning of the top, wind started blowing across the bustee.

As the wind blew stronger everyone forgot their names, their homes, their
games and their friends. No one knew what to do!

selroti — a nepalese ring-shaped sweet fried doughtnut made from rice flour;
quilt — a warm cover for bed

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