Once there was a boy named Harry. He had no parents. To earn money, he worked in a restaurant. He loved to write stories but never tried to give it in a magazine. He Wrote many stories and put them in his pocket. He loved to read books.
Once after working so hard in restaurant, he was coming back to home at night, when suddenly a man stopped him. He was afraid but he satisfied after seeing that he looked a noble man. The stranger asked that “Are you Harry?”
Harry was astonished to hear his name. He shook his head saying yes. “I’ve been searching for you so long. Actually, I am a publisher, I need some stories for my new magazine, and I found some pages on a table at a restaurant. I asked the manager and he informed me about you. Can I take these stories?”
“Yeah! Sure, you can but I think there is nothing special in these. Said Harry. “Thanks My child! You don’t know how special these stories are, Good night”
That day went and Harry forgot about it. However, one day he got a call from a strange no. “Hello! Harry speaking!” A voice came, “Good morning sir! You have been invited for the storywriters award show, today at 4:00 pm. Please come and enjoy.”
Harry decided to go there. When he reached there, he found the man who took his stories. Harry had no idea what is happening. He was sitting when his voice was called for “THE BEST WRITER”. He was amazed; he went to stage and took the award and cash prize of 1,00,00,00 RS.
Then that stranger told him that his stories were so liked that were nominated for the award show. Now his life was changed and he decided to write more and more stories.