User:Real villager

The village. so calm so quiet because it is night.it is the time of the yakhshi.she comes along the village path as a whiff of sentimental perfume. we have a conversation on the depletion of forest cover.the village has become alert.it gives sleepless nights to the old and the child while the sturdy ones slumber in their colonial beds.I look at the moonlight and the yakhshi soothes the village with her subtle whispers.