Onces upon a time when samrat was an old magician.He lived in a village. One day, he went to meet his relative in another village. When he wasreturning home , it began to rain .
He had no umbrella. So he got wet. He looked here and there for shelter.

There was a big Neem tree nearby. The Neem tree called out.''Come here,
Sir! Stand under my shade. I will keep
you dry with my thick branches.'' sam-
rat...