The Little Cloud’s Big Journey (Bed time Story )
(Bed time Story) The Little Cloud
On a quiet evening, little Aarav lay in bed, eyes wide with curiosity. “Dadi, one more story, please?” he pleaded.
Dadi chuckled, tucking the blanket around him. “Alright, beta. Let me tell you about a little cloud who found its purpose.”
The Story Begins…
Far up in the sky, a small, fluffy cloud named Chhoti drifted aimlessly.
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” Chhoti sighed, watching the bigger clouds turn dark and pour rain over the earth.
One day, she saw a wise old cloud named Boodhi Ma. “Dadi, why am I even here?” Chhoti asked.
Boodhi Ma smiled. “Every cloud has a purpose. Just keep moving, and you’ll find yours.”
So Chhoti floated with the wind, searching for meaning.
A Farmer’s Plea
Below, a farmer wiped his forehead, looking up. “If only it would rain! My crops are drying,” he sighed.
Chhoti puffed up. “I have water! I can help!” But when she tried, only a few tiny drops fell. The farmer didn’t even notice.
“Maybe I’m too small,” Chhoti mumbled, feeling useless.
The Thirsty Sparrow
Flying below, a little sparrow chirped weakly. “Oh, I wish I had some water…”
Chhoti focused hard and let out a tiny drizzle. Plip, plop. The sparrow danced happily under the cool drops.
“Thank you, kind cloud!” the sparrow chirped.
Chhoti beamed. She couldn’t water fields, but she had helped someone!
A New Purpose
Days passed. Chhoti grew bigger, gathering more moisture.
One afternoon, she heard the farmer again. “Oh, if only the rain would come today!”
Chhoti looked at herself—big, dark, and full of water. She took a deep breath and—whoosh!—she poured down rain over the thirsty fields.
The farmer laughed, dancing in the rain. “Thank you, dear cloud!”
The Moral
Dadi patted Aarav’s head. “See, beta, at first, Chhoti thought she was too small to matter. But she didn’t stop. She helped a little sparrow, then a farmer, and finally, she found her big purpose.”
Aarav yawned, smiling. “So even small things we do matter?”
“Yes,” Dadi nodded. “Keep doing your best, and one day, you’ll make a big difference too.”
Aarav closed his eyes, dreaming of little clouds and big dreams.
Moral: Every small effort counts. Keep going, and one day, you’ll make a difference.