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High in the lush, rolling hills of the Nilgiris, nestled between tall eucalyptus trees, lived a curious girl named Nilah. Read more.  
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Nilah’s Appa is a gentle, loving father and the quiet heart of their warm home, nestled on farmlands at the edge of the Nilgiris shola forests. Read more. 
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Nilah's Amma runs a growing cottage industry that makes pickles and relishes from traditional recipes passed down by her mother. Read more.  
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Nilah was sitting near the gate when she heard two visitors talking to her Appa.
“They saw a Nilgiri Tahr up on the ridge,” one of them said. Read more.  
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Thatha forgets things all the time. He forgets where he kept his slippers. He forgets if he added sugar to his tea.   Read more.
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Paati is full of warmth, mischief, and stories. She adores Nilah and her siblings and always finds ways to spoil them.  Read more.
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Malai is the one everyone relies on. She doesn’t talk much, if someone loses something, Malai is the one who finds it.  Read more.
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Malar is Nilah’s younger sister, a vibrant bundle of curiosity, with a heart as open and expansive as the Nilgiris.  Read more.
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There was a brown dog that had started sleeping near Nilah’s gate. It didn’t bark or chase hens.   Read more.
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It started with the patch near the cowshed, a small, messy bit of ground where weeds grew fast. Read more.
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Nilah’s younger brother and Malar’s twin, Raagu is a burst of energy packed into a mischievous little body.  Read more. 
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Mira sits somewhere right between being the little one and the grown-up. She’s younger than Nilah.  Read more. 
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Nilah noticed it was missing just before bed — her pebble. The small, speckled one she always kept in her pocket. Read more.
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It started near the steps. A dry, reddish-brown leaf lifted off the ground and floated past Nilah’s feet. Read more.
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It wasn’t really a plan. Nilah just noticed the carrot tops left behind after Amma chopped them. Read more. 
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Nilah was shading a banyan tree in her notebook when she accidentally used two crayons at once.  Read more. 
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Nilah found the torn page tucked inside an old notebook near the attic window. It had just one strange scribble.  Read more.
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Behind the cowshed, where the ground was rough with stones and old bits of broken tiles.  Read more.
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Nilah found a small piece of white chalk under her bed while cleaning. It was a bit dusty but still whole.  Read more. 
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Nilah was playing in the backyard one sunny afternoon when something shiny caught her eye.  Read more. 
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One afternoon, after finishing her homework, Nilah sat outside on the verandah with Puli, her cat.   Read more.
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In Nilah’s village, the streets were always clean after the rains, but as the sun dried the mud, something unpleasant.   Read more.
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Nilah had often heard the tourists call them " bisons" but, Paati always corrected saying, "they are Indian gaurs". Read more. 
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Nilah sat on the porch listening to Paati talk about her childhood walks to school.   Read more. 
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Nilah loved the soft rustling of the Nilgiris forests in the mornings. It was her favorite time to hike.  Read more.
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Nilah stood on her toes, peering over the kitchen counter where Appa was chopping vegetables.    Read more.
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Nilah had been looking forward to this picnic all week. The weather had been perfect, and the hills were full. Read more. 
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It was hot. The kind of hot where even the ground looked sleepy. Nilah decided it was the perfect.   Read more. 
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Nilah first heard it after breakfast — loud and urgent. Caw! Caw! Caw! She peered out. Read more.
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Behind the cowshed was the chicken coop — a wooden gate, a bit of wire roof, and a small stretch of fence    Read more.
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Nilah didn’t really know how to make a clay pot. She’d seen them — in shops, in Paati’s kitchen, in stories.  Read more. 
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Nilah didn’t know how to make a paper plane. She’d seen others fold and flick them through the air at school.    Read more.