"He was standing on the edge of the mountain. He was nearly four feet tall. He looked at the pitch-black sky through his sparkling eyes. He had a grin on his face - he raised his right hand. He closed his eyes. His lips moved silently.
Within no time, clouds filled the sky. He soon felt raindrops on his eyelids. He opened his eyes. Looked at the sky - it was raining now. He stretched out his tiny arms.
He saw his father smiling at him from the sky."
The story of Zoheb. A little magician from Chenaabpur. Coming soon.