A long, long time ago, in a village called Vrindavan, there lived a cheerful and playful boy named Krishna. He had a magical flute and a heart full of love. Everyone in the village adored him! Every year, the people of Vrindavan would pray to Indra, the god of rain. They believed that Indra sent rain for their crops and animals, so they offered food, sweets, and prayers to please him. But one day, little Krishna asked, “Why do we worship Indra? Isn’t it Govardhan Hill that gives us food, grass, and shelter? Shouldn’t we thank the hill instead?” The villagers were surprised. Children can you tell what all does a hill is ? That’s right.. and Krishna explained to the villagers: “The hill gives grass for cows, trees for fruits, and fresh water. Let’s thank Govardhan Hill!” Everyone agreed with Krishna. So that year, instead of worshipping Indra, they made a big feast and offered it to Govardhan Hill. But Indra was very angry. He roared, “How dare they stop praying to me? I will teach them a lesson!” Children, any guesses on how lord Indra would teach the villagers a lesson. Let’s listen ahead to find out. Indra sent dark clouds and heavy rain. It poured and poured! The rivers overflowed. The animals shivered. The villagers were scared. They ran to Krishna and said, “Help us, Krishna!” Krishna smiled calmly. He walked to Govardhan Hill, and with his little finger, he lifted the entire hill like an umbrella! He said, “Come under the hill! You’ll be safe here.” The villagers, cows, and animals all huddled under the hill. For seven days and seven nights, Krishna held up the hill, without even a drop of sweat! Finally, Indra saw Krishna’s power and felt ashamed. He stopped the rain and came down to say sorry. “Forgive me, Krishna. I now know you are no ordinary boy—you are divine,” Indra said. Krishna smiled, “Everyone must learn to be kind and not proud.” From that day, the people of Vrindavan celebrated the Govardhan Festival every year, thanking the hill for its gifts.