Chhutki awakes, almost falls off her
chair. She is still holding in her hand the Baadshah doll.
Chhutki : Was it
all a dream? But it seemed so real!
Chhutki, have you found anything useful in those books? Did you fall asleep again?
Chhutki :Actually, both,
mother. Yes, I think I now know exactly what to do.
Mother : Meaning...?
Chhutki :My project on
water pollution. Tommorrow I have a very important meeting with my friends. Can I hold it
Mother : Meeting?
Certainly, Chhutki, but about what?
Chhutki : Mother, I have
decided that we must work out a plan to let people in our school and neighbourhood
know about how water and aquatic life are being destroyed by
pollution and why?
Mother : And what is your plan?
Chhutki : We can start by
making a list offactories that are polluting the river. We could write letters requesting
them to stop this. If they don't listen, we could write to the newspapers asking
them to write about it so that everyone becomes wary. We could make
posters illustrating water pollution and its prevention. We can put these up in our
colonies and schools. We can we make greeting cards asking people to help stop water
Mother : Chhutki, that is
truly a wonderful plan. What made you think of all these things?
Chhutki : A dream, mother.
Will you help us?
Mother : I'll be more than
happy to help you. I'll also get some of my friends over for your meeting. Wouldn't
that be good?
Chhutki : Wonderful,
Both : For a cause as
important as this, all must do their bit. Only then things can and will get better.