He realizes that he has lost his way on reaching the roundabout.He stopped to observe it moving in full swing, with men, and ** enjoying themselves on it. Watching them intently he turned to his parents to ask for permission to go on the rounds but there was no reply from them. He turned to look for them but they were not there. He looked all around but there was no sign of them. A full, deep cry rose within his dry throat and with a sudden jerk of his body he ran from where he stood, crying out in real *** “Mother, Father.” Tears rolled down from his eyes. Panic-stricken, he ran from one side to the other, in all directions, knowing not where to go. His yellow turban came untied and his clothes became muddy. Having run to and fro in a rage, he stood defeated, his cries suppressed into sobs.
