write a story in 150-220 words
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The mechanism for proton transfer can alternatively be drawn as follows:

Note that the acid is a catalyst here (regenerated at the end) and serves two purposes. First, it makes the carbonyl carbon a better electrophile (Setting up step 2) and also allows for the loss of H2O as a leaving group (much better leaving group than HO–)

Note that the acid is a catalyst here (regenerated at the end) and serves two purposes. First, it makes the carbonyl carbon a better electrophile (Setting up step 2) and also allows for the loss of H2O as a leaving group (much better leaving group than HO–)
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Panchatantra stories are the oldest surviving fables from Ancient India. These colourful stories from the Panchatantra have spread all over the world for centuries, especially as bedtime stories for kids. We present here, a list of our versions of 60 such popular short stories from the Panchatantra, in English. Although dividing the Panchatantra into individual stories takes off the essence of its nested interludes, the following short stories include pictures and moral messages,
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I saw a small boy standing in the woods and crying. I went towards him. On seeing me coming towards him, he started runnig. I shouted, "Wait, wait...where are you going?" Hey wait..." He stopped. I asked him,"why did you run...you were crying..What happen?"
He remained quiet. He looked frightened. I said, "Don't worry..calm down..tell me what happen?" He said in a shaky voice," I am Chotu..I do odd jobs for earning. It's a festive season. People are buying sweets and crackers. Everyone is busy in weaving their moments of happiness..but no one cares for me..Not even my Memsahab. She made me do all the Diwali Safai..in return she gave me old useless crackers. In her absence, I have stolen some sweets and 2 packets of fuljadis, which she bought for her son. But now I am scared. I have done wrong. Maa will scold me for doing this...". I could sense the pain in his tears.
"Don't worry, I will buy you crackers and sweets", I said to cheer him up. "Really didi", he said with a gleam in his eyes. We bought lots of crackers and sweets. I accompanied him to his home. He distributed sweets among his friends. The sky sparkled with the fireworks and their faces glowed with smiles. It was indeed the best Diwali ever.
He remained quiet. He looked frightened. I said, "Don't worry..calm down..tell me what happen?" He said in a shaky voice," I am Chotu..I do odd jobs for earning. It's a festive season. People are buying sweets and crackers. Everyone is busy in weaving their moments of happiness..but no one cares for me..Not even my Memsahab. She made me do all the Diwali Safai..in return she gave me old useless crackers. In her absence, I have stolen some sweets and 2 packets of fuljadis, which she bought for her son. But now I am scared. I have done wrong. Maa will scold me for doing this...". I could sense the pain in his tears.
"Don't worry, I will buy you crackers and sweets", I said to cheer him up. "Really didi", he said with a gleam in his eyes. We bought lots of crackers and sweets. I accompanied him to his home. He distributed sweets among his friends. The sky sparkled with the fireworks and their faces glowed with smiles. It was indeed the best Diwali ever.
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