Rana stared around. Hey! That’s it. On the T-table. As soon as Rana went to the T-table, the horse jumped again. In one sitting room. Then he went into the reading room.
Rana gasped. He has made so many things by origami. Frogs, elephants, crocodiles. Where, no one else gave a jump. Didn’t even move a bit on its own. But the horse is running togbag togbag is running.
What a hobby he made the horse. I thought it would be a lot of fun. Now what to play with that horse, it is not going to catch. You have to catch it.
Suddenly an idea came to mind. Rana went into the kitchen. Took some lentils. He knows that gram is a very favorite food of horses. He put some gram flour on the floor of the study. Then he hid behind the cupboard.
That is the horse. Guti Guti came out of the reading room on foot and proceeded towards Chhola. But don’t play. How to eat? He is a paper horse.
Rana came out from behind the cupboard. Seeing him, the horse jumped again. He jumped up and went to his grandfather’s house.
You have to catch the horse. But what?
Rana started thinking again. Suddenly an idea came to my mind while thinking. Well, how about making a horse? Rana went to work. But this time the rhyme was not cut. Banal is a horseman with great attention. Like a wrestler.
Rana held a reins in the horseman’s hand. Then he said, catch! Hold on! Catch the crazy horse. Hold on tight.
The rider got the reins in his hand and ran away. In the blink of an eye it became wind.
Where did the horseman go? Rana stared back and forth.
After a while, a knocking sound was heard. The sound is coming from the floor of the bed. The horse came out from under the bed, restraining its face. Horseback riding. The rider has pulled the reins. The horse is no longer galloping like before.
Rana said, I want this!
Then he gently placed his hand on the rider’s head. He said, “It is your job to handle the horse.” From today the horse is yours.