The rain had made conditions worse. The roads were blocked, as huge debris collected all along them. The death toll increased every day when heavy rain swept soil and rock off the slopes of the hills. Every day the newspaper banner read of the landslides in this beautiful hill station. According to the elderly of the town, this misery was far beyond compare to the natural calamities they could account in Kalimpong. Hisay, a young girl of fifteen lived with her parents and her younger brother Tashi in a small roofed cottage built along the slope of a hill that overlooked the highway. The most beautiful thing about the location of her house was that, one could spend hours looking at the flowing water in the Teesta along which the highway ran. Now and then, Hisay would run to the bank of Teesta and would throw a coin and make a secret wish. She did ?????????????????????????????????????????Q???????????????????????????????????????????????????????Q????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Q?????? ???????????e????????????????????????????????????????????Q????e?????????Q???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????%??????????????????????!??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????!??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????=?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Q???????????????????????????????????????????????????(??((0