Prasiddha Parthasarathy's story

"The Magic of Unity"

It was quite a surprise to him when he discovered it. Attempting to muffle his heart’s fearful thumping, he steadily inspected the quivering light of this village. He had barely walked ten steps when he felt a hurried breath on his shoulder. When he turned around, he found a crying, little brownie-like figure. Sensing its fear, Matt soothingly coaxed the brownie. Afterward, Matt’s eyes fluttered upon a small village. Wait, Matt thought, there are two adjacent villages! Curious, Matt carried the brownie to the village that had caught his eyes first. Then, the brownie – Matt had begun to call her ‘Brunette’ due to her lush, bronze fur – suddenly slid out of his arms and furiously prodded at the ground. Rising slowly, Brunette handed Matt a metal sheet. They slid their feet onto the rusted piece and they were flying headfirst – towards the villages! Matt looked up to many eyes inspecting him. There seemed to be two family types: one with animal fur and one with care skin. They glared at one another as though there was some enmity between them. Matt guessed that he probably crashed poor Brunette into the wrong village. Matt briskly stood up and whispered to her, his curiosity. Surprisingly, Brunette replied – in English! Bearing a tear-stained face, Brunette narrated the two villages’ feud. Matt requested the village people to help him repair h is airship. On seeing the particles the villagers and Matt used their tools to repair the airship. Amazingly, they were sharing tools and conversing without noticing. Matt realized that they actually made a good team, as did they. When Matt finally took off in his repaired airship, just as he began to miss Brunette, he felt overjoyed to see a silhouette against the moonlight, of two hands shaking – one furry and the other, non-furry.

Prasiddha Parthasarathy is from Mississauga, Ontario