6. DAY 3 starts!

Serene and deep sleep was over and a beautiful morning took over the sky. With a very tranquil mentality, we all woke up. The Sun was looking bright in the sky. While I was cleaning my teeth in the yard, I looked at the banyan tree. It was looking brightest ever till date. Then I suddenly remembered the horrible events of yesterday.

Tatya were gone in early morning. While leaving home he assured us that he will be back with all the plan to leave this village permanently. But, while leaving home Tatya was looking very different and uneasy.

We both didn't go to school that day. But we met all our friends. Maai also met her acquaintances in the village. Only few in the village were fully aware of the events happened with us and they had sympathy towards us. Had I known about the history of goblin, I would never have touched any insect at all in this village, not even an ant. Most of the villages have such stories but we never bother to listen to them considering them myths and then it may put us in trouble sometimes.

Tatya came home in the evening. He had paid all the pending bills. He also had removed our names from our schools. He had avoided to tell everyone the reason for our migration. He declared that tomorrow we all would leave this village in two bullock carts. First state transport but was at 7 am in the morning. But with all luggage and us we couldn't afford its fare. So we decided to go by the carts. The last bus of the day was at 6 pm in the evening. A rental home was found by Tatya in the new village. Itw as costly in that village but there was no other alternative available. Maai put all clothes, utensils and some other important stuff in a gunnysack.

We brothers filled all put stuff inside another gunnysack. So totally there were 5 sacks. And there were few small bags also. Tomorrow there would be one more sack for on time stuff.

That night, in yard we sat and ate dinner in lantern light. The dinner was masala khichadi (spicy hotchpotch) with pickle and Papad. So without blaming each other we were silently eating dinner with usual chatting.

A radio was kept beside the mat. Binaka Geetmala (Super hit Hindi songs countdown program) was playing. Mr Amin Sayani was anchoring the program and playing hit after hit songs. Later news came.

When we slept after dinner in yard, nothing happened. The night started very calm. The moon was enjoying hide and seek with naughty clouds. What a great moonlight was spread everywhere!

The Bullock's bells felt melodious than ever to the ears. Till midnight no one got any trouble. Clouds were cool. Winds were flowing slowly. Tree leaves were moving in a harmony. I had a feeling that why at all are we leaving such a great home and village?!!