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Singing Dolphin

On the shimmering waters of a Lake lived a young dolphin named Mina. Her skin glistened like polished silver, and her round head peeked playfully above the ripples. Mina loved to leap and dive, but what made her special was her song. When the moon rose, she sang soft, lilting notes that floated across the lake like tiny bells.

The fishermen often paused their work to listen. Some said the music brought them luck.
Children in the nearby village would run to the shore at night, hoping to catch the magical tune.

One hot summer, the lake grew muddy and crowded with boats. More fishermen arrived each day, dropping heavy nets that tangled the reeds and frightened the fish. The elders of the village worried, “If the fish disappear, both people and dolphins will suffer.”

Mina noticed the change too. The water no longer sparkled; her favourite spots were filled with noisy engines. Her dolphin friends grew restless. “We must leave for the sea,” they said. But Mina loved Chilika and the kind people who lived along its banks.

That evening, Mina swam close to the fishing huts. As the first stars appeared, she began to sing— not her usual gentle song, but a louder, lilting melody that rose and fell like waves.

The fishermen, startled, gathered at the shore. “Listen!” said old Hari, the wisest among them. “She’s calling us.”

Mina leapt high and splashed, circling a shallow area where fish were still plentiful.
She sang again, the notes bright and clear. Hari understood. “She is guiding us,” he said softly. “She wants us to fish only in the places where the water is deep and the reeds are safe.”

The next morning, the fishermen held a meeting. They agreed to leave certain parts of the lake undisturbed so the fish could grow, and the dolphins could play. They even taught visiting boats to follow the same rule.

Soon the water cleared, the fish returned, and the dolphins swam freely once more.
Every evening, Mina rewarded them with her sweet moonlit songs. The villagers smiled, calling her “their singing guardian.”


Moral:
When we care for nature and listen to its gentle voices, it shows us how to live in harmony.

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