The Little Library Tree – Ek Kahani Gyaan, Aadat Aur Jimmedari Ki

ye sirf ek kahani nahi balki kuch palon ki tasveer hai jo shabdon me bandh di gyi hai aapka padhna aur 

mehsoos karna hi is likhai ki asli pehchaan hai.

In a small, calm, and beautiful village named Shantipur, life was simple and peaceful. The village was surrounded by green farms, narrow mud roads, and fresh air. People knew each other well and always helped one another. Most families earned their living through farming, small shops, or daily labor. Although the village had strong values and unity, one important thing was missing – the habit of reading and learning among children.

Children in Shantipur loved playing games all day. After school, they ran to the fields to play cricket, kabaddi, and hide-and-seek. Studying was something they did only because teachers told them to. Books were seen as boring, heavy, and difficult.

In this village lived a 10-year-old boy named Mohit. Mohit was kind, honest, and energetic, but he was not very interested in studies. He always completed his homework in a hurry so that he could go out and play. His school teachers often said, “Mohit, you are intelligent, but you need to read more.” Mohit smiled but never followed their advice seriously.

Mohit lived with his parents and his grandmother, whom everyone lovingly called Dadi. Dadi was wise and experienced. She believed that education was the strongest power in life. Every night, she told Mohit stories about hard work, honesty, and the importance of knowledge. Mohit liked listening to stories, but he never connected them with real-life learning.

One afternoon, while returning from school, Mohit noticed something new near the village temple. Under a big banyan tree, there was a small wooden box fixed to a stand. A handwritten board was hanging above it. The board read:

“Take a book, read it with care, and return it for others.”

Mohit felt curious. He had never seen something like this before. He saw an old man sitting nearby and asked politely, “Uncle, what is this box?”

The old man smiled and replied, “This is the Little Library Tree. Anyone can take a book, read it, and return it. Knowledge grows when shared, not when locked.”

Mohit slowly opened the box and saw many books inside. There were children’s storybooks, moral stories, simple science books, and books with pictures. Mohit randomly picked a thin storybook and took it home.

That evening, Mohit opened the book without much interest. But as he started reading, the story caught his attention. It was about a small ant who never gave up, no matter how difficult the situation was. Mohit read one page, then another, and soon he finished the whole book. For the first time in his life, Mohit felt that reading could be fun.

The next day, Mohit returned the book carefully and took another one. Slowly, visiting the Little Library Tree became a part of his daily routine. He started reading for at least twenty minutes every day. Sometimes, he even skipped playing to finish a chapter.

After a few weeks, Mohit noticed changes in himself. He understood his school lessons better. He could read faster, write better, and speak more confidently. His teachers noticed his improvement and praised him in front of the class. This made Mohit feel proud and motivated.

One day at school, Mohit saw a younger boy named Raju struggling to read. Some children laughed at him, which made Raju feel embarrassed. Mohit remembered how reading once felt difficult to him as well. He sat beside Raju and patiently helped him read, without scolding or mocking him.

Soon, Mohit started helping many other children. After school, they gathered near the Little Library Tree to read together. The tree slowly became a place of learning, friendship, and positive habits.

However, a problem soon appeared. Some children started taking books and forgetting to return them. Slowly, the box became empty. The villagers were worried that the Little Library Tree would fail.

Mohit felt responsible. He gathered the children and said, “Books are not toys. They are our shared treasure. If we don’t respect them, learning will disappear.”

Inspired by his words, the children decided to follow simple rules. They promised to return books on time, keep them safe, and help younger children read. The village elders appreciated this effort and donated more books. Teachers also contributed old but useful books.

One rainy day, strong winds damaged the wooden box. Some books got wet. Mohit and his friends quickly collected the books, dried them carefully, and repaired the box using old wood. This taught them responsibility and teamwork.

Years passed, and Mohit grew into a knowledgeable and kind person. He later became a librarian and education volunteer. He opened small libraries in many villages and always remembered the Little Library Tree of Shantipur.

Moral of the Story:

Small habits like daily reading, sharing knowledge, and respecting books can change not only one life, but an entire community.

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this story written with a hope that every child discovers the joy of reading and understands that small habits can create a brighter future.