The animals gathered in an open spot in big forest, looking worried. Many of them had come together to talk about a problem that was troubling them all.

"Have you heard?" Chintu the squirrel chattered nervously. "The river that we all drink from has dried up!"

Gita the rabbit twitched her nose. "Yes, and the birds can’t find any food. They’re all getting weaker."

In the middle of the clearing, a large, ancient tree stood proudly. Its branches stretched high, and a wise old owl named Uncle Rajan lived there. He was known throughout the forest for his wisdom and kind heart.

Mithu the monkey, who was swinging from the branches, called out, "We need to ask Uncle Rajan for help!"

The animals looked up, hopeful. Uncle Rajan was known for solving the most challenging problems with his clever ideas.

Uncle Rajan was perched on his favorite branch, his large yellow eyes watching the animals closely. "What seems to be the problem, my friends?" he asked in his deep, soothing voice.

The animals gathered around, and Chintu spoke first. "The river has dried up, and we don’t know why. How can we find out what happened and fix it?"

Uncle Rajan nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, this is indeed a serious issue. We need to investigate the river and see if we can find any clues."

The animals set off towards the river with Uncle Rajan leading the way. As they approached, they saw the once-flowing water was now just a dry bed of rocks.

"We need to look for something unusual," Uncle Rajan said, scanning the area with his wise eyes.

Gita hopped along the riverbed, her ears perked up. "Look at this! There are strange footprints here. They don’t look like any animal I’ve seen before."

Uncle Rajan examined the footprints closely. "You’re right, Gita. These footprints are indeed unusual. They lead to the edge of the forest."

The animals followed the trail to a small cave hidden behind some bushes. Inside the cave, they discovered a big pile of rocks blocking the water’s path. Uncle Rajan’s eyes widened.

"It looks like someone or something has built this pile to block the river," he said. "But who could it be?"

Just then, a small, frightened voice called out from behind the rocks. "Please don’t be angry! I didn’t mean to cause trouble!"

The animals looked around in surprise. From behind the rocks emerged a tiny hedgehog named Pintu, looking very worried.

"I’m so sorry," Pintu said, his voice trembling. "I was trying to build a home for myself, and I didn’t realize I was blocking the river."

The animals sighed with relief. "It was an accident," Mithu said, swinging down to comfort Pintu. "But we need to fix the river so everyone can have water again."

Uncle Rajan nodded. "Pintu, we’ll help you move the rocks, and we can also find a better place for your home. It’s important to think about everyone’s needs."

The animals worked together with Pintu to clear the rocks. It took some time, but soon the river began to flow again. Water gushed over the rocks, and the forest animals cheered with joy.

Pintu looked around, his eyes wide with gratitude. "Thank you all for helping me. I didn’t mean to cause any trouble."

Uncle Rajan smiled kindly. "It’s important to help each other, especially in times of trouble. We all live together in this forest, and we need to look out for one another."

The animals celebrated by having a big feast of fruits and nuts by the river. Pintu joined in, feeling happy and welcomed.

As the sun set, casting a warm glow over the forest, Uncle Rajan perched high on his tree branch, watching the joyful scene below. He felt proud of his friends and the way they had worked together to solve the problem.

The forest returned to its peaceful state, with the river flowing freely once more. The animals knew they had a wise friend in Uncle Rajan, who had helped them through a difficult time with his wisdom and kindness.

And so, the forest remained a happy and harmonious place, with everyone working together to make sure that every problem, big or small, was solved with care and friendship.