‘The Kite Maker’ By Ruskin Bond
'The Kite Maker' Written by -Ruskin Bond An ancient banyan (बरगद) which had grown through the cracks (दरारें) of an abandoned (परित्यक्त) mosque (मस्जिद) was the only tree in the street known as Gali Ram Nath. And little Ali’s kite had caught in its branches.The boy, barefoot (नंगे पांव) and clad (पहने हुए) only in a torn shirt, ran along the cobbled stones (रास्ते का पत्थर) of the narrow street to where his grandfather sat nodding (झपकी लेना) dreamily in the sunshine of their back courtyard.‘Grandfather!’ shouted the boy. ‘The kite has gone!’The old man woke from his daydream with a start and raising his head, displayed a beard which would have been white had it not been dyed red…