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The story is really weird. One winter morning Shravan heard the story from his grandfather. Grandpa recently came from Bangladesh. An interesting story about a milk cake tree. Shravan was joined by his sister Sravanti. The story goes like this: A shepherd from the village was eating cake.

Suddenly he put a cake on the ground. Every day she pours a glass of milk there. Seven days later the shepherd saw that suddenly there was a cake tree. Gradually the cake tree grows. The shepherd climbs the cake tree and eats the cake. And distributes to friends in the neighborhood. The shepherd's joy no longer lasts. The shepherd was having a good time eating the cake. Suddenly one of the midwives came. He offered a cake to the shepherd. But the shepherd did not give him any cake. In that rage, the witch recited the old mantra and turned the shepherd into a sheep. Shravan and Sravanti had a lot of fun listening to the story. But the story seemed strange to Shravan. But younger sister Sravanti remembered the story.

One day Sravanti put the tub on the back of the house. Every morning and afternoon Sravanti gives some milk and water in the tub of the tree. After two days the seedlings sprouted. Sravanti thought that milk-back tree of the story. How happy he is to see the tree!

Shravan did not believe the story that a tree grows on its back. But in front of his eyes, a tree is growing. How deadly! He could not think where it was possible. Sravanti is very happy to see the tree grow. He gritted his teeth and said to Shravan Bhaiya, ‘When you catch the cake, you will see, I will eat Grandpa. I won't give it to you. '

Shravan giggled and laughed. Says, then one day the old witch will come. The sheep will burn you too

The shepherd of the story was foolish to say that Sravanti had taken away Shravan Vaiya's words. The witch did not let the old woman eat the cake. So the old witch made him a sheep. But I will let the old witch eat the cake. '

Shravan listens quietly. His faith cracked. When the cake is planted, the tree grows. It goes through his mind a little bit. Sravanti added, ‘I will take the old witch home. Let him play games. He will be happy. Then we will go to Rakshasapuri. I will bring many diamonds and jewels. And I will bring Danakata, a red fairy and a blue fairy. I will also bring a magic box. Then I will show everyone funny funny magic.

Shravan gets upset. By the way, why didn't he stay with Sravanti. Sravanti's time began to pass in a dream about a cake tree. The tree on the back has grown quite large. About three feet. What a twisted tree. Seen from a distance, it looks like a snake.

As time goes on, Sravanti's milk-back tree no longer grows. Sravanti's mind became bad. He often sits on the verandah and looks at the tree. Seeing this state of mind of Sravanti, everyone in the house became worried. The old grandfather was remorseful in his mind.

One afternoon he went and sat next to Sravanti and caressed her, telling her that it was just a story. Fairy tales. Fairy tales never become reality. Never hold a tree on your back. It is to be made in the kitchen. Sravanti burst into tears when she heard her grandfather's words. Grandpa also says that it takes rice powder, molasses, oil and many more to make on the back. I told your father to bring all this today. I told my mother-in-law that tomorrow I will give you a cake.

The next day, the smell of making cakes fell at Sravanti's house. Sravanti is also helping her mother to make a cake. In the afternoon Sravanti invited her friends. This is like a great festival. In the afternoon, he was happy to eat cake with his friends.

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