Homework Assignment 16 | BBC Compacta Solutions for Class 9 PDF Download

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Ans: Rusty and Daljit exchanged nervous glances, the scent of curry growing stronger as they approached the crumbling main hall. There, an old woman stood stirring a large pot over a makeshift fire. Her appearance was as unexpected as the place she occupied – a flowing sari, tattered at the edges, with silver hair tied back, and eyes that held stories deeper than the ruin itself.
"Who are you?" Rusty asked, curiosity laced with caution.
The old woman looked up, her gaze penetrating. "I am the last of the caretakers of this place," she said, her voice as much a part of the ruin as the stones and the creeping vines.
Rusty and Daljit sat down to hear her tale. She spoke of princes and hunts, of laughter and joy, and of a curse that left the place forgotten. The boys listened, the adventure they sought now a tale of learning and respect. As they left, the curry warming their bellies and the woman's stories warming their hearts, they understood that some ruins hold life, not just echoes of the past.