When I was young, I went to a wedding. There were other small children there and while playing with them, I went too far. 

They ran away somewhere but I forgot the way to my home where mom and dad were. 

Now I started crying under a tree but there was no one there, it was a deserted place but what should I do now 

At first I was very scared but now my mind started opening up and I started remembering the path from where I had come. 

I started walking on the same paths, my slippers were also broken, I took the slippers in my hand and started moving forward. 

After walking a long distance, I saw a tent, I went to that tent, there was someone else’s wedding, my parents were not there. 

I sat there and then I saw a familiar uncle. I told him everything and he held my hand and took me to my father. There was a wedding at some distance away. He knew my father. 

Since then my mind became clear that I should live with my parents only.