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The small fish Chia

How many times must we have sung a four-line poem of childhood. Ah, the same fish.

Chia is the queen of water
Water is her life
Touch hands will be afraid
Take out she will die

In our childhood, we used to sing while making fish with our small hands while acting in a broken voice. Whether boy and girl, all of us children have sung it.

Today, I do not know why I thought about that poem while writing this story.

The fish is the queen of water as long as she is in her house. Now you do not get confused. The fish does not have any house of its own. Husband's own house. Now yes, I am wandering again with issues. I don't know what I am saying to the fish. Let's go ahead with this. Yes, I was saying that the fish is from this water. In that water, she easily shields herself. Wherever the fish lives, it keeps treating it as its home throughout its life.

But how much has changed today, no? Now-a-days, the fish do not just touch the hand, she is scraped it and kill its soul, and if it is not full of heart, then it burns its life alive with great disdain.

What the fish should do now? The fish is dying even after putting its hand and what should I say about taking it out?

Come on, we repeat the same poem again without any confusion….

Chia is the queen of water
Water is her life
Touch hands will be afraid
Take out she will die ……

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