<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Prachi Raturi on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/authors/prachi-raturi/</link><description>Recent content in Prachi Raturi on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2026 16:39:46 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/authors/prachi-raturi/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Flower Girls of the Mountains</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/the-flower-girls-of-the-mountains/</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2000 22:16:24 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/the-flower-girls-of-the-mountains/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I was back in my village after a long time. Tall pines and Deodars greeted me as I walked uphill, on the twisty &amp;lsquo;kuccha-pukka&amp;rsquo; road. It is a small village, tucked away in the lower ranges of the Garhwal Himalayas, in northern Indian state of Uttaranchal. As my house came into view, my thrill knew no bounds. I was glad to be back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a week-long family &amp;lsquo;puja&amp;rsquo; that had brought the whole family together at the village. I met all the cousins, uncles, aunts and grandparents who had come from different corners of the country, where they now live.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>