nnhaa phuul ek sundr bgice meN bhut saare phuul khilte the / unhiiN meN ek nnhaa phuul thaa, jise sbhii 'sumn' khkr bulaate the / sumn ek chottaa piilaa phuul thaa, jiskii pNkhudd'iyaaN hmeshaa dhuup kii or khilii rhtii thiiN / sumn ko ek din kuch udaas dekhkr, uske aas-paas ke phuuloN ne puuchaa, "kyaa huaa, sumn? tum itne udaas kyoN ho?" sumn ne nrmii se jvaab diyaa, "maiN udaas huuN kyoNki mujhe lgtaa hai ki maiN tum logoN kii trh suNdr nhiiN huuN / " yh sunkr, gulaab ne khaa, "pr sumn, tumhaaraa rNg to suurj kii trh cmkdaar hai!" cmelii ne bhii khaa, "aur tumhaarii pNkhudd'iyaaN itnii koml haiN ki sbke dil ko chuu letii haiN / " tbhii klii ne bhii miitthe svr meN khaa, "aur tum apnii khushbuu se hm sbkaa mn moh lete ho, sumn / " sumn ne apne dostoN kii baateN sunii aur mhsuus kiyaa ki hr phuul anokhaa hotaa hai aur sbhii kii apnii advitiiy khuubsuurtii hotii hai / use smjh meN aayaa ki vh bhii bgice kii suNdrtaa meN ek mhtvpuurnn hissaa hai, bhle hii vh duusroN se chottaa yaa alg kyoN naa ho / us din ke baad se, sumn hmeshaa khush rhaa aur apnii khuubii ko phcaanne lgaa / bgice ke sb phuul milkr aur bhii khushhaal aur rNgiin ho ge / ve sbko sikhaate rhe ki prtyek phuul kii apnii ek khaas suNdrtaa hotii hai, aur hmeN hmeshaa apne aap meN khush rhnaa caahie / sumn aur uske dostoN kii yh khaanii btaatii hai ki hr ciij, hr vykti, aur hr phuul apne meN anuutthaa aur khuubsuurt hotaa hai / aur is phcaan ko smjhkr, hmaarii khushiyaaN dogunii ho jaatii haiN /