The Candy Seller and the Ghost Girl
Ravi went into the forest to sell candy—but he came back with a story no one would forget.
Near a quiet village beside a dense forest lived a kind man named Ravi. He was a candy seller. Every morning, he walked through the village with a wooden box full of colorful candies. The children loved him—not just for his sweets, but for his cheerful talks and funny stories.
Ravi was not rich, but he was happy. His wife, Meera, helped him pack candies every morning, and sometimes their two children helped too.
One day, Ravi decided to sell candy in a nearby village. He had heard that no candy seller ever went there, and the children had no sweets. Meera warned him, “The forest near that village is dangerous. Be careful.”
The next morning, Ravi filled his box with bright, sweet candies and began his journey. The path passed through a thick forest with tall trees and narrow roads.
When Ravi reached the village, the children ran toward him with excitement. He sold many candies, and some poor children received sweets for free. The children clapped and laughed with joy. Many of them had never tasted candy before.
As evening fell, Ravi started his journey home. The forest grew dark, and he walked faster, eager to reach his family.
Suddenly, a soft voice called out,
“Bhaiya… I want candy.”
Ravi turned around in surprise. A small girl stood behind him. She wore a simple white dress, and her long black hair covered most of her face. She looked pale and strange in the dim forest light.
Ravi asked gently, “Where did you come from, child? You should be at home.”
The girl did not answer. She only pointed at his empty candy box.
“I want candy,” she said again.
Ravi felt uneasy.
“I’m sorry. I sold all my candies. I’ll bring some for you tomorrow.”
The girl whispered, “Come with me. I’ll show you a place where you can get more candy.”
Ravi hesitated. Something felt odd. But he thought she might be lost, so he followed her.
She led him deeper into the forest. The trees grew thicker, and darkness surrounded them.
Finally, they reached a small clearing. In the middle stood a broken, lonely hut. The girl stopped and pointed at the door.
“Go inside,” she said.
Ravi was scared. “Why don’t you come with me?” he asked.
“I can’t,” she replied.
Then Ravi noticed something terrible—her feet were not touching the ground.
She was not a normal girl. She was a ghost.
Ravi wanted to run, but his legs froze.
“Don’t be afraid,” the ghost girl whispered. “Inside, you’ll find what you need.”
With shaking hands, Ravi opened the door. Inside the hut was a table with a pot full of fresh, colorful candies—just like the ones he sold.
“Take them,” the girl said from outside.
Ravi quickly filled his box and stepped out.
“These candies are for you and your family,” the ghost said.
“Eat them at home. Don’t share them with anyone. I will see you again.”
Then she disappeared.
Ravi ran home. His wife and children were waiting anxiously. He told them everything. Though scared, they trusted Ravi and ate the candies together.
Suddenly, something magical happened.
They felt light—and began to fly.
At first they were afraid, but soon they saw the village, forest, and city lights below them. The children laughed with joy. Flying had always been their dream.
At midnight, they reached the same forest. On a tree branch sat the ghost girl, smiling.
Ravi asked, “Why did you do this? How can we become normal again?”
The ghost replied, “You are kind. You cared about children who had no candy. I once lived in that village and waited for a candy seller—but no one came.”
She continued, “I wanted to reward your kindness and fulfill your children’s dream of flying. When the sun rises, the magic will fade.”
With that, she vanished.
Ravi and his family flew until morning. When the sun rose, they were normal again.
But they were changed forever.
Kindness given to children always comes back as magic.