"oh my god, her voice...its so sweet.." "I love her!! shes so nice!!" "wanna talk to her? c'mon, lets go" These are the typical sentences that would come out of the other villagers's mouths whenever they see her. Who wouldnt love her? she was the sweetest girl anyone has ever met. She was pretty, too. There was this one unique thing about her. Whenever she felt happy, she would sing her heart out. And everyone would be all ears to listen to her nightingale-like voice. But of course, negativity HAD to stick around. The leader of the village was stubborn, and arrogant. And soon he became INCREDIBLY jealous of her. He had a son her age. (btw, this is based on some story that my bengali teacher made me read!!)