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Stories of Jivavarta: Verogai and Golat

Verogai was fast asleep but her ten year old elder brother Golat, lying still on his bed, was wide awake. "Are you feeling cold, Golat?" asked their father. Golat had heard this question many times, but today he didn't feel like answering. He could hear his father's steps, as he approached the bed and put a blanket on him. The blanket, made of yak hide, gave Golat much needed warmth. Through the blanket, Golat could feel his father's eyes looking at him. "Are you sleeping, Golat?" his father asked, tenderly.  Golat didn't respond. "Sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow." said the father, as he walked away to the other room. Golat could hear his mother and father talking in low whispers. "Can't we do anything to stop this?" his mother was asking. "It is god's wish." said his father. "We are helpless against his wishes." There was silence for a short while, then her mother...