The Well's Secret Author : Atharva Goswami

 The Well's Secret

Author : Atharva Goswami

There was a boy named Rahul, he was a student of 11 years, living in Mumbai. He lived with his mother and father. His Father's name was Vikrant and his mother's name was Ankita. Recently Rahul's Final exams had finished and his summer vacation has started. This summer his whole family went to their village for living the summer together and enjoying the festivals.

They went through an airplane which was the fastest mode of transport. After reaching his village, Rahul saw all his cousin brothers and sisters playing in the playground. As all student's exams were finished, they came to the village for enjoying their holidays. He met his 1 cousin sister and 2 cousin brothers. Shubhshri was his sister studying in 8th Standard, Prateek was his small brother studying in 4 and the smallest of all Arnav was the smallest among them, he was in 3 standard.

That day they played a lot in the fields and on the playground. It was night time when their grandfather, Mohanlal told them to sleep early. As they all came from the city they were not interested to sleep early. After a while, they got to bed. But a few moments later Rahul woke up to drink water. But a strange series of noise disturbed him, he was sure it was not crickets at the nights has it wasn't similar to it. The voice was repeating again and again, he woke up his cousins and told them about the noise. Shubhshri spotted a well that was near the house. The voice was coming from the well's direction and also strange lights were coming out of it. "Would it be a bull in the well or a tube light?" Rahul said. "Don't be silly, it contains water and why will somebody install lights in the well"Shubhshri said. Now they all were confused what was the light and noise coming from. They slept again and decided to investigate the well in the morning.

Next morning they all gathered at the well and saw no other thing except water and some fishes. "Let's go now theirs no use in watching this well". But Rahul stood there watching the fish. He spotted a fish which was very different from the others. He called all his siblings immediately, also he called his grandfather who had complete knowledge about the village. When Rahul told Mohanlal about that fish and noises, Mohanlal replied that it was a surprising moment when Mohanlal saw this fish first time. he was also surprised as it was a deep-sea fish that had come into the well. "The sounds were also created by the fish." Mohanlal said.

Now they all gave a sigh of relief that it was just the fish, they was also surprised of the ocean fish coming into the well. They enjoyed their vacation together and went home after a few days.



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