Narrator: Gaon ke usi hisse mein, jahaan Golu rehta tha, ek din voh ek anokha phool paaya. Yeh phool sunehra tha aur chamak raha tha. Golu ne suna tha ki aise kuch phool jadui hote hain. Excited hokar, Golu ne phool ko apne ghar le aaya.
Raat ko, jab Golu so raha tha, phool ne roshni ki ek kiran bheji, aur ek pari prakat hui. Pari ne kaha, "Dhanyavaad, Golu, mujhe mukt karne ke liye. Main ek jadui pari hoon, aur mujhe is phool mein band kiya gaya tha. Tum mujhe mukt karne waale pehle vyakti ho. Isliye, main tumhe ek ichha dene waali hoon."
Golu ne socha aur bola, "Main chahta hoon ki mera gaon hamesha sukhi rahe aur kabhi kisi ko kuch kami na ho."
Pari muskurayi aur kaha, "Tumhara vichar bahut accha hai, Golu. Tumne apne liye kuch nahi maanga, balki apne gaon ke liye socha. Tumhari ichha ko poora kiya jayega." Aur vah pari gayab ho gayi.
Agale din, Golu ke gaon mein har kona mein phool khil gaye, nadiyon mein paani bhar gaya, aur har vyakti ke paas paryapt bhojan tha. Gaonwale Golu ko dhanyavaad dene aaye aur uski har taraf wah waahi hone lagi.
Narrator: Is kahani se hume yeh siksha milti hai ki hamesha samaj ke bhale ke liye sochna chahiye. Jab hum dusron ke liye sochte hain, tabhi asli khushi milti hai.
