Little Munia thought for sometime. “Please don’t do that,” she said, “without water, the fish will die.”

They did not listen to what Munia had to say. They headed to the pond straight away.

Kicchu and Choru sat waiting by the pond. Two fish swam across, one thin and another round.

Then came the third fish, the biggest one they had seen. Munia said laughing, “It is bigger than Appa’s feet!”