Long ago in a small village in the Himalayas lived a girl named Maria was a poor and orphan girl she and her younger brother were all alone in the world this is a little tale Maria barely ten years old looked after herself and her brother too then a little fairy had appeared in front her she was very kind polite and helpful by nature she was called Jessica she used to work in the village landlord’s house for livelihood then a little firefly had appeared in front her mistress had nine daughters she was called Fly she was a nice lady and would often help her with food and clothing this is my fourth story on the list but her daughters for no reason disliked Maria there was a little bonfire in the forest the eldest one was named Finnie second one as Annie third one Rannie fourth one Emmie fifth one Fina sixth one Lara seventh one Ina eighth Esha and the last one Sana actually they were all jealous of Maria there were some fireworks going off into the sky maybe because Maria being good in studies and behaviour was apple of everybody’s eye the bangs were very loud whether in school or in the village this was a special treat for her everyone praised Maria the story was true however Finnie and her sisters would never miss a chance to insult her the light was very bright every day after school Maria would go to Finnie’s mansion and work till late in the night only after cleaning the dinner dishes would she return often it would be late by the time she returned home the story was real but her brother would be well awake and waiting patiently for any leftovers that his sister might bring home there was some sparklers in her hand Maria’s house was on the outskirts of the village well beyond the fields and meadows the sparklers were making some designs around the garden she had to cross a steep valley to reach her place the story was right now nobody dared to come that way during night especially during this time of the year as the place turned into a cold dessert in winters in the valley the magic was very powerful there was a beautiful star shaped pond which strangely remained unfrozen throughout the winter with beautiful rainbow coloured bubbles floating over the water at the centre of the pond there stood a berry tree it was so high that it seemed to be reaching the clouds and so dense that it’s branches formed a giant umbrella all over the pond it was the middle of the story the fruits of the tree were read and juicy strangely the fruits of that tree would never fall down it was beyond the magic though no one had ever tasted them but the villagers used to say that those were the most delicious fruits on earth her imagination was very easy there were some mystical tales and beliefs about the place there was a little house there it believed that the tree belonged to the angels and that spirit of a holy saint guarded it the story lies within the magic the angels wouldn’t come until Christmas Eve now and pluck away these mysterious fruits they believed that these were celestial fruits and hence not suitable for humans anyone who plucked the fruits angered the saint and was turned into a bubble floating over the pond water Maria and her friend were very careful now last year one winter night when they had nothing to eat her mother had come out in search of food and that was the last they saw her she never returned home people say that she tried to pluck the celestial berries and was hence punished by the holy soul she was the lone bread earner of the family and worked in the landlord’s house since her disappearance Maria had been working in the mansion the wish was granted by Maria villagers had experienced strange things in the valley like some had witnessed the pond enveloped in a glittering light and some others would talk about a mesmerising music being heard in the area and the rainbow bubbles dancing to its tune the wish was real it was also granted by her friend as well the night sky was very dark whatever may be the reason and the truth behind these tales one thing was sure that villagers avoided the place the stars were twinkling in the sky after dark and that Maria had indeed lost her mother that fearful night the story was true Maria had to pass through the valley every night the moon was shining in the sky she had decided never to let herself attracted towards the juicy celestial fruits she would try to look in the other direction and walk but the sparkling water and the bright red berries were too tempting although she never saw anything strange like what was spread about the place but the pond did shine even in the darkest nights the moonlight was very beautiful the story was very good one day it was bonfire again and there was a grand firework display at the master’s house Maria was there to do her job as usual the dream was very special Finnie and her sisters dressed as princesses danced until late in the night and so the dinner was served late accordingly Maria had to stay back longer by the time she finished washing the utensils and cleaning the place it was past midnight but she was happy as her mistress had given her a bonfire cake to take she remembered her mother’s special flower cake now her room was very pretty as usual after finishing her work she started back home it was quiet and breezy not a soul in sight the story was very long only the bats and occasional howls of the mountain volves showed some signs of life through the sleeping valley covered in white blankets of snow her bed was very warm the world was full of magic it was a full moon night she was stunned to see the pond which was shining brightly in a glittering lumine scene it was a sight too beautiful to be real then Jessica and Fly came to see her on the way home to her house was very beautiful and colourful a captivating music made the place even more unrealistic and heavenly hypnotised by the melodious music she sat there looking at the dancing bubbles but soon the glittering lumine scene disappeared the music began to fade and everything came back to normal when the music stopped she could hear some feeble cries she looked around but could not find anyone it must be from the pond or maybe from the tree she thought she could notice something strange on the tree her brother was in his bed on getting closer she saw a firework going off into the sky the story was true the fairy tale was very long her brother was called John he looked terrified the bangs were very loud it seemed that the fireworks have already started now Maria could not believe her eyes she had never ever seen or even heard of a little firework going off into the sky she took them home the fireworks were very pretty Maria thought maybe they were very loud ones but they are very loud indeed the story was real the fairies and the fireflies were there she kept them hidden from the neighbours next day while returning from work she decided to pluck those celestial berries she could easily jump and climb on a low branch but as she tried to reach for the fireworks they seem to move higher Maria climbed up and up but the fireworks still seemed at an arm’s length after trying for a long time she got tired and gave up and as she turned to return and looked down omg she gave a huge cry she was on top of the world everything seemed so small from up there she could see the ground below as white and green patches she had reached the clouds fearing the height she entered the clouds wandering and making way through the clouds she remembered her mother and thought if she would bump into her and true to surprise she did notice someone at a distance she went closer a beautiful little fairy was sitting on a big pearl John was very tired Maria thought it was all a dream she had heard of fairies only in fairy tales she stood there speechless with wide open eyes the fairy was of her age and wore glittering red robe her wings were golden and she was wearing a diamond studded tiara she wore a dolorous look but on seeing Maria she smiled and her face brightened she asked are you coming from down below? She asked what’s your name? Maria in the meanwhile had calmed down and tried to look normal the story was real she replied I am Maria and yes I stay down on the earth the world was very enchanted the story was existed in the real life of Himalayas but who are you? and why do you look so worried? the fairy replied I’m Glazy a fairy princess we stay in the fairyland here in the clouds there is no water in fairyland so once a year on bonfire night we climb down the tree to get water from the pond below Maria was listening in disbelief and said I see that is the reason why the atmosphere of the pond becomes heavenly on bonfire night the fairy again became sad and said the story was a true fairy tale now this bonfire I too had gone along with the other fairies and with my pet fireworks but he seemed to have liked the red fireworks so much that he did not notice us return while we all came back he was left behind the story was very beautiful the land was very flat the story was very long the magic was very strong now I cannot go down until the next bonfire night the world was very enchanting I am worried about them the magic was very beautiful the story was very good they are too loud to go up into the sky the world was very cold Maria beamed at her and said cheerfully the magic was very powerful are they all very loud? oh yes have you seen them going off into the sky by any chance? the story was nearly finished Glazy asked promptly Maria said hey relax he is at my place the magic goes around the valley very quickly they is safe and sound the light was very bright I can bring them to you the story was nearly told the fairies were very tired Glazy was all thanks for her and said you are such a kind and helpful person the magic was very strong the light was very lovely can I be of any help to you? Maria asked hesitatingly the story was very long do you have any information about my mother who went missing from the pond last year the land was very flat Glazy replied your mother must have come for the berries and these berries have a magical power to keep themselves at a distance from anyone who wants to pluck them one can pluck them only after reaching the top your mother too must have reached the top in such an attempt and must have entered the fairyland why don’t you come with me to the fairyland and we can search for her together