Category: Children’s

  •                     Was it a dream?                                                        By- Piya Bhansali 

    “For the rest of their lives, Aladdin and the princess ruled the kingdom wisely and well. And they lived happily ever after…”. I sigh as I close my favorite book and keep it back in my bag. I look out of the resort window as I’m waiting for the rain to stop. We finally planned a trip after almost 2 years, and of course, the rain had to ruin it all. As soon as it stopped raining me and my family entered the forest with our guide to spot some of the most amazing animals. For three hours We got nothing, absolutely nothing. All of us were very tired from that miles and miles of walking and decided to head back to our resort. When we had almost reached there I heard the leaves on the ground shuffle a bit. Having a curious mind I followed the sound in expectation of spotting the animal. Neither did I realize nor did my family that I wasn’t around them anymore but as soon as realization struck me I rushed back to join them. As it was dark I barely could see anything and as expected I tripped over something and hit my head so hard that it all started getting dizzy and I fell unconscious….

    As soon as I woke up I could feel the heat under my body as if I was in some desert. When I opened my eyes not only did I find myself in a desert, but what I saw made me question my existence! I saw Aladdin’s villain uncle, Jafar on the flying carpet attacking the city of Agrabad. As I was trying to process it all, someone pulled me right behind a pillar. Ah! There she was, Princess Jasmine. She took me to the palace where she explained to me that Jaffar was trying to get the powerful sapphire hidden in his father’s crown. The Sapphire was the reason the city of Agrabad was prosperous as it had the power of granting wishes. The king used the sapphire to protect the city. But Jaffar had other intentions. He wanted to conquer the world with it. In the back of my mind, I thought ‘ Why is the story different? Wasn’t it supposed to be the lamp’? The very next moment we heard a loud thud. There came Jafar and his serpent wand, staring into my eyes. He laughed looking at me and said, “This is your savior Jasmine? You could do better than this kid.” this hurts the ego of a small, but witty 12-year-old boy. It made Jasmine challenge Jafar to a fight! Jafar with magic powers, and us with manpower. Oh, wait, flashback. Jasmine had given me a wand, which was the only thing that could destroy Jafar as his serpent slave protected him all the time. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that the wand could only be used once! That made me pee my pants. Cut to the present, we gave a good fight to Jafar, making his blood boil so much that he replicated himself into 10 Jafars. Yes, I had to choose which Jafar to strike to end this. As I grew up watching fictional movies, I searched for a shadow or a mirror for reflection, but there wasn’t a thing that could be of any help to me. Coming from a brown family, my mom always made me remove my shoes as soon as I enter the house, as the shoes leave streaks of dirt wherever we walk…..streaks of dirt…seems like Jafar’s mom didn’t teach him that! As I looked through my peripheral vision, I saw that one of the Jafar was leaving a trail of sand wherever he walked. Gotcha! I exclaimed, confusing everyone but alarming Jafar at the same time. Before he could grab his wand, I used mine. Lightning struck, blinding everyone for a few seconds. As our vision clears, we see the statue of Jafar with his wand. I couldn’t process how, or what had happened until everyone started applauding and screaming. I felt what crowd surfing feels like! I landed in front of the gorgeous princess Jasmine. She gifted me a locket with green pearl and said, ‘ Thank you Ariv. You are our hero!’. I was about to get the most beautiful hug but it all starts getting dizzy.

    I saw circles and math equations and then, I open my eyes ….. I sit straight up to find my mom sleeping beside me in the train coach, and the book “Aladdin and the Magic Lamp” tuck in my arm, realizing that it was all just a dream…. I shook my head and smiled. I grabbed my bag and as I was about to keep the book back in, something fell from the book. I reached out it pick it up but as soon as I took a look at it, I froze. Yes, you guessed it! It was the same pearl locket the princess had given me! That night, I couldn’t sleep at all. All I could think of was, ‘ Was it a dream?’…..

  • Reality Check

    Elena always knew there was something different about her.  As she grew older, she realized that she had a rare gift – the ability to see through the illusions and disguises of supernatural creatures that lived among humans. But she had always kept this ability a secret.

    It began when she was thirteen. She was at a bank with her parents when a group of robbers broke in and took charge. She could see they were different. They were ‘seen’ vividly to her, in different colors compared to her parents and others at the bank. A week later, the news came out that the robbers weren’t humans but vampires.

    It was some years after the robbers finished their jail sentence that she encountered one of the robbers. He was in front of a cake shop, looking intently at the chocolate cakes on display. She, driven by instinct, walked and stood beside him.

    “Not gonna steal again, are you?” she whispered, without looking at him.

    “Oh, really, now?”

    “You don’t wanna go to jail for—”

    “—stealing a cake? No, for God’s sake! Hold on, I’m buying it, okay? Just choosing which one for her birthday.”

    Elena relaxed as the man turned and smiled at her. He seemed different now, not the dangerous criminal she had encountered before. As he selected a cake and paid for it, Elena’s thoughts were racing. Could he be trusted? Was he truly a changed man? After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to take a chance and asked him if they could talk. He agreed, and they headed to a nearby cafe.  As they talked, Elena realized that there was more to Jacob than she had previously thought. And so, their unlikely friendship began to blossom. They met quite a few times after that and talked about various things. He was ten years elder to her. But he was surprised at how deeply Elena understood and saw the world despite her young age. At one such meeting he brought with him a companion.

    “Hello, Elena. I’m Colette. Nice to meet you.”

    Elena wasn’t expecting Jacob to ever bring someone with him, so she didn’t know what to say or how to react.

    “Oh, hey, hi.”

    “I know you must be startled to see someone with him. I know about you two.”

    “Elena, there’s something we want to talk to you about.”

    Elena felt a wave of anxiety and curiosity wash over her. She had always sensed there was something different about Jacob, but now she was beginning to realize that there was something different about herself as well. She looked at Colette, who had a serious expression on her face. Elena braced herself for what was to come.

    “Yeah, sure, tell me.”

    “Elena, do you believe Jacob’s a vampire?”

    “C’mon, Colette, that’s too—”

    “Let me speak, Jacob.”

    “Pardon?” Elena said.

    “The news. It said all the robbers were not humans. What do you think about that?”

    “Uh, well, do you? Jacob’s a nice — He’s nice, I like spending time with him.”

    “Are you hiding something, Elena?”

    And she told them about her ability. She doesn’t know if it is out of fear, pressure or instinct. They gazed at her for a moment, then smiled at each other.

    “We knew it. And we need your help.”

    “Do you trust me, Elena?” Jacob said.

    She nodded, unsure of what was to come next.

    “I’m a part of a special organization. We protect humans from supernatural creatures that pose a threat to them,” said Jacob.

    Elena’s eyes widened. “What kind of creatures?”

    “Werewolves, witches, demons, and other things you wouldn’t believe exist,” Colette said.

    “We think the robbers are part of a rogue group of werewolves,” Jacob continued. “And they’re not the only ones causing trouble. We need your help to stop them.”

    Elena was hesitant. She had never been involved in anything like this before. But she knew she couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

    “Okay,” she said finally. “I’ll help.”

    “Elena, I know you have so many questions right now. Don’t worry, we will always be there with you,” Colette said.

    “Elena, I knew you’d see through humans and us creatures, being different, the first time I met you. I’m a shapeshifter. Colette is a kelpie. Kelpies can see trouble coming.”

    “Am I in trouble?”

    “Well, yes, trouble is approaching. Chimera is back. It wants to seek revenge on Bellerophon. And now it’s more powerful than ever.”

    “Where is this going, Jacob?”

    “Bellerophon killed Chimera. I know this sounds absurd, as it is, to be honest. But it’s true. Now Chimera will wage war, and entire humanity’s blood will only satisfy it.”

    “The organisation says this Chimera has an army of supernaturally powerful lions and venomous snakes and cunning goats. Now the army is scattered all around this planet, and gives its master news.”

    “Its bloodquest has begun already, Elena, and it will soon come to this country. Now we need your help to find out more supernatural creatures and ask them to help us stop Chimera.”

    Elena’s mind was spinning with the revelations. Creatures, legends, and a vengeful Chimera. It was a lot to take in.

    “I’ll help,” Elena said with determination. “If there’s a chance to prevent this catastrophe, I won’t back down.”

    Jacob and Colette exchanged a look of relief. “Thank you, Elena,” Jacob said. “We’ll need to assemble a team of allies. We’ll start by reaching out to the local supernatural community.”

    Elena nodded, her newfound abilities tingling with a mix of excitement and apprehension. They took Elena to their base where she saw more creatures like them. Jacob took her aside and taught her how to control her ability. After a few hours, the three walked around the city. She pointed out those who were not humans and described how they looked like to her so Jacob and Colette could figure out what creature they were. They also went and confronted them, saying the same to everyone: “Two days later, come to the cave in the forest at 06 pm.”

    They dropped Elena home in the evening.

    The next morning, she asked Jacob to meet her in the garden.

    “Jacob, I had a few questions.”

    “Go on.”

    “Um, why did you rob that bank five years ago? I mean, all those vampires, why were you a part of the robbery? And how did humans even get to know that the robbers were vampires? I mean, that took the city by storm, the news. ‘Do supernatural creatures even exist?’ were the headlines all around. Tell me, Jacob.”

    “Well, Elena, why bring this up now? It’s all past; I’m a better creature now. And about the humans learning about us, I don’t know what to say to that. We’re always careful.”

    “Ah, alright. Also, why do I see no news on TV or the internet about any attacks by a mythical creature? How’s that possible when Chimera is bloodthirsty and there’s no news whatsoever?”

    “It’s smart, Elena. That’s all I can say.”

    Jacob sighed. “Elena, there are things about my past that I’ve tried to leave behind. I was part of that robbery to survive, to protect those close to me. As for the humans discovering the truth, it was a consequence we couldn’t control.”

    He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts. “As for the lack of news about Chimera, it’s because of the secret alliance that works tirelessly to keep the supernatural hidden. They manipulate information, ensuring the world remains oblivious to the existence of mythical creatures. It’s a delicate balance.”

    Elena nodded, absorbing the weight of his words. “I understand, Jacob.”

    Jacob’s expression softened. “I’m glad you’re willing to accept this truth, Elena. Together, we can face whatever challenges lie ahead.”

    It was D-day. Elena was in her room, looking at the sunset, pondering over what must be happening in the meeting in the cave. After the sunrays left the sky, she heard a howl. A loud yelp. It was unusual in her city. She understood the signal; Chimera must be here. The neighbourhood gathered outside their doors, exchanging confused and excited looks. Then one by one, they fell on the ground. Chaos ensued. Werewolves. They were killing every next human they could see. Elena was distraught.

    She called Jacob. “Werewolves! How are there werewolves on Chimera’s side? Where are you all? Humans are dying! Hurry, Jacob!”

    “Oh, Elena, this was bound to happen.”

    Elena got startled because now Jacob stood in front of her window. She hung up the call and hugged him.

    “Jacob, you are all wet. You smell… flesh and blood. Jacob —”

    “You helped us a lot, poor dear Elena. Humanity will pay for centuries for the atrocities and abuse against us supernatural creatures!” He barked.

    Elena withdrew her steps. She was breathing heavily. “You —”

    “Yes, girl! We are in all ways superior to you puny humans yet we were divided and fell short and weak back then. Now, thanks to you, the organisation united every single one of us. Humanity will now perish!”

    Elena’s heart sank as the truth unfolded before her. Jacob, whom she trusted the most and believed in, was part of a malevolent plan to seek vengeance on humanity. The realization hit her hard, but she couldn’t let despair consume her. Summoning her inner strength, Elena stepped back, distancing herself from Jacob’s twisted ideology. Her mind raced, searching for a solution amidst the chaos. She had to stop the impending disaster and save innocent lives. Ignoring Jacob’s taunts, she quickly devised a plan.

    “I can’t believe I trusted that… creature! Chimera was a lie. He and Colette just used me. Oh, God, I was so dumb!” She said to herself, pacing across her room. Jacob had left her alive to see the downfall of humanity – of her trustworthy mistake.

    She called the United Nations and told them everything. They understood it was just a mistake – a huge one indeed, but still – and didn’t get much angry with her. They said they’re sending troops, and if matters go out of hand, they’ll have no choice left but to use the ultimate weapon.

    “No, you can’t! The nuke? Humans will perish anyhow!”

    “We will do what we can, Elena. Stay safe.”

    They hung up. She was teary-eyed, when something glowed of hope in front of her window.

    She said, “Not all supernatural creatures are evil, Elena. They’re manipulated. Jacob and Colette also got manipulated. Don’t worry, dear. We fairies will help humanity.” She smiled at Elena.

    A soft shimmer gradually filled the air. Fairies emerged from the depths of the forest, their wings sparkling with ethereal light. They spoke of their duty to protect the balance of the supernatural world.  With the newfound strength and support of the fairies, Elena and her allies launched a powerful counterattack. The tides turned in their favor as they unleashed their combined forces against Jacob and his army. The battle raged on, but this time, hope and unity fueled their every move. With the fairies on their side, humans conquered their fears and fought back bravely. And as the sun rose, the bloody war came to an end. Good triumphed over evil.

    The fairies told the humans that the reveal of robbers as vampires years ago was the beginning. The organistaion intently let that happen to show that supernatural creatures do exist and live amongst humans. They wanted to spread fear and distrust, and divide you.

    A few hours after the humans went back to their homes, the fairy who had first approached Elena came to her room.

    “Let’s go now, Elena, to where you belong. It’s about time you know what you are.”

  • Meera tells a Story

    Meera tells a Story

    In the serene village of Ananthapuram, nestled amidst verdant fields and whispering trees, a young girl named Meera found solace in the nostalgic charm of rural life. Her heart was captivated by the enchanting power of storytelling, passed down through generations. Driven by curiosity, Meera explored the hidden treasures of her village’s past. In the attic of her ancestral home, she discovered a weathered journal brimming with faded ink and forgotten memories. Determined to preserve her village’s heritage, Meera shared these captivating narratives with her community.

    Under the sprawling banyan tree, Meera organized storytelling gatherings, inviting villagers to bask in the warmth of shared tales. Her words painted vivid pictures of bygone eras, transporting the listeners to simpler times when life unfolded at a leisurely pace. With each unveiled story, Meera fostered unity and pride within the villagers. They embraced their cultural traditions, cherishing the values that had shaped their community. Inspired by the wisdom of their ancestors, they supported one another in their pursuits.

    News of Meera’s captivating storytelling spread, drawing visitors to Ananthapuram. The village thrived, as stories ignited hope and breathed new life into its streets and homes .Over time, Meera’s passion for storytelling grew stronger. Her words kindled dreams and left an everlasting impact. Ananthapuram flourished, a testament to its past and a beacon of hope for the future.

    In the quietude of the village, Meera’s stories echoed, connecting generations and reminding them of their roots. Ananthapuram became a place where the spirit of rural India lived on, leaving an indelible mark on its people, ensuring a legacy of joy, unity, and contentment.

  • The Place Where Imagination Comes True.

    The Place Where Imagination Comes True.

    I will not start my story with Other ordinary stories but like every story it will also end on a good end.

    In this story, the main character is a girl and i think she is enough for the whole story. Her name was WIND. Wind has a imagination higher then the clouds. Every day, she would find joy in the simplest things, like watching butterflies flutter and flowers bloom.

    One dreamy afternoon, while playing with her grandfather wind had an extraordinary idea. She grabs all her stuff like coloured chalk, paintbrushes, and big sheets of paper. Her grandfather was sitting and wondering what she is going to do. Wind always had her head in another world. A place where her imagination could run free and her dreams could come to life. 

    Wind closed her eyes, take a deep breath and let her imagination guide her. she started drawing on the sheets and made a girl touching the clouds with her hands.

    Next, she dipped her paintbrush into a palette of vibrant colors and painted a river that wound its way through the valleys. Wind giggled as she added fish and turtles to the river, giving them names and imagining their playful adventures.

    Wind’s world become the place where dreams come true where happiness bloomed like flowers, and where everyone was welcome. 

    And so, wind taught the world that by embracing our creativity, we can build worlds of wonder and magic.

  • Whispers of Destiny

    Whispers of Destiny

    Once upon a time, in the quaint town of Willowbrook, Mark, Eric, and Sarah were the best of friends. They loved their village and the people in it. They laughed, dreamed, and made countless memories together. One unfortunate day, a powerful earthquake struck their village, causing widespread devastation and leaving behind a path of destruction. The ground trembled violently, shaking the very foundations upon which their lives were built. The aftermath of this natural disaster brought immense devastation and marked a turning point in their lives.

    Mark, being attentive to the subtle shifts in nature, had sensed the warning signs leading up to the cataclysmic event. He had prepared himself mentally and emotionally, ready to adapt to the forthcoming changes. When the earthquake finally struck, toppling buildings and shattering dreams, Mark sprang into action. He swiftly assessed the situation, seizing the opportunity to rebuild his life. With unwavering determination, he left the ruins behind and embarked on a journey to find something even better.

    Driven by a strong will, Mark traveled to different places until he discovered a peaceful coastal town. The soothing sounds of the ocean captivated him, and he felt a deep connection to the area. Welcomed by the friendly locals and vibrant culture, Mark quickly settled into his new home. Day by day, he grew more comfortable and grateful for the chance to start afresh in the tranquil coastal haven.

    Eric and Sarah, however, were caught off guard by the seismic upheaval. The ground beneath them cracked open, mirroring the cracks in their hearts. Confusion and disbelief washed over them as they grappled with the harsh reality before them. They blamed fate for their misfortune, falling into a state of melancholy and resentment. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and they clung desperately to the remnants of their shattered lives, paralyzed by sorrow and anger.

    As time passed, Eric slowly came to understand that staying in one place and dwelling on his pain would only make things worse. The weight of his sorrow became unbearable, pushing him to find comfort in unfamiliar territories. With great determination, he took hesitant steps outside his comfort zone, facing numerous challenges along the way. Despite the hardships, Eric never gave up. During his challenging journey, he stumbled upon a village that filled him with hope and excitement — a place where he could start anew. The newfound possibility rekindled his spirit, infusing his weary soul with newfound energy and optimism.

    Sarah, however, found herself trapped in a labyrinth of despair. Eric tried tirelessly to convince her to escape the clutches of her desolation, encouraging her to embrace change and start anew. But Sarah’s fear and uncertainty held her hostage. She clung fiercely to what remained, paralyzed by the idea of venturing into the unfamiliar. Despite Eric’s heartfelt pleas, Sarah couldn’t muster the courage to let go.

    As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Eric found himself occasionally pondering Sarah’s fate. Just when he was about to abandon hope, he crossed paths with a stranger — a resilient figure who had weathered their own personal tempest. Their brief encounter sparked a glimmer of possibility in Eric’s heart.

    Could this stranger be Sarah, having found the strength to break free from her self-imposed chains and embrace the winds of change? Eric’s heart raced with anticipation, wondering if his unwavering support had finally reached her.

  • The circle of Life

    In the bustling city of Panipat, lived a man named Samant. He was known for his cunning ways and his selfishness knew no bounds. Samant would manipulate others to fulfill his desires, leaving a trail of broken trust and shattered hearts behind him. He believed that he was invincible, immune to the consequences of his actions.One fateful day, Samant crossed paths with an old beggar . The frail man sat on a street corner, his weathered face reflecting a lifetime of hardships. Unfazed by his pitiful appearance, Samant mocked him, kicking dirt in his direction before striding away, satisfied with his cruel act.Little did Samant know, karma had taken notice of his actions. From that moment on, a series of misfortunes began to befall him. His once thriving business crumbled, his friends turned their backs on him, and his health deteriorated. No matter how hard he tried to regain control, everything seemed to slip through his fingers like sand.

    Desperate and broken, Samant sought solace in solitude. He retreated to a small cottage on the outskirts of the city, reflecting on the path he had chosen. Remorse gnawed at his conscience, and he longed for a chance to make amends.One day, while wandering through a nearby forest, Samant stumbled upon a wonded animal. Its eyes pleaded for help, and he couldn’t ignore its suffering. With gentle care, he nursed the creature back to health, dedicating himself to its recovery.As days turned into weeks, Samant found solace in his newfound purpose. His self-centeredness gradually faded away, replaced by empathy and compassion. He began volunteering at local shelters, extending kindness to those who needed it most.

    In time, the tides of fortune turned. Samant”s business flourished, and he regained the respect and trust of his peers. The people he had once harmed found it in their hearts to forgive him, moved by his transformation.Samant learned a valuable lesson through his journey of karma. He realized that every action, no matter how small, carries consequences that ripple through the tapestry of life. He had witnessed firsthand the power of redemption and the transformative nature of kindness.From that day forward, Samant dedicated himself to spreading positivity, hoping to inspire others to embrace compassion and choose a path of goodness. He became a beacon of light in the city of Seredipity, reminding all who crossed his path that karma, though sometimes slow, always finds its way back, rewarding or repaying our actions in due time.

  • “Laughter in Chaturpuri”

    “Laughter in Chaturpuri”

    Once upon a time, in the lively village of Chaturpuri, there lived three friends named Ravi, Mohan, and Meera. They were known throughout the village for their love of laughter and their knack for finding humor in every situation. Their mischievous adventures often took them to the most unexpected places, and this story is no exception.

    One sunny day, Ravi, Mohan, and Meera decided to explore the famous Ha-Ha Hills located on the outskirts of Chaturpuri. Legend had it that these hills were filled with the magic of laughter, making anyone who visited burst into fits of giggles.

    Excited by the prospect of a good laugh, the trio packed a picnic basket with tasty snacks and set off on their adventure. As they reached the entrance of Ha-Ha Hills, they noticed a sign that read, “Enter and be ready to giggle!”

    Curiosity sparked, Ravi, the joker of the group, led the way. Suddenly, they heard a peculiar sound coming from behind the bushes. It was none other than Kavi, the mischievous spirit of the Ha-Ha Hills, who loved to play tricks on unsuspecting visitors.

    Kavi, a little imp with a twinkle in his eye, materialized before them. He introduced himself with a mischievous grin, “Greetings, my dear friends! I am Kavi, the guardian of Ha-Ha Hills. Prepare yourselves for a hilarious adventure!”

    With a wave of his hand, Kavi transformed Ravi into a bumbling clown, Mohan into a singing parrot, and Meera into a dancing peacock. The friends couldn’t believe their eyes, but they couldn’t help but laugh at their own ridiculous appearances.

    Ravi, now the bumbling clown, stumbled and tripped over his oversized shoes, making everyone burst into laughter. Mohan, the singing parrot, began crooning funny Bollywood tunes, causing people to dance along. Meera, the dancing peacock, gracefully twirled and fluttered her feathers, captivating everyone with her hilarious moves.

    As the trio explored the hills, they stumbled upon a grove filled with enchanted objects. Each object had a funny twist, like a talking coconut that told hilarious jokes, a ticklish tree that made anyone who touched it burst into laughter, and a sneezing statue that sprayed water on unsuspecting passersby.

    Kavi, thoroughly entertained by their reactions, couldn’t help but join in on the fun. He transformed himself into a mischievous monkey and swung from branch to branch, causing everyone to laugh even harder. The hills echoed with their joyous giggles and cheerful banter.

    After a day filled with laughter and unforgettable moments, Kavi bid them farewell. With a flick of his tail, he returned Ravi, Mohan, and Meera to their original forms. But the memories of their hilarious adventure in the Ha-Ha Hills would forever remain in their hearts.

    From that day forward, Ravi, Mohan, and Meera embraced their mischievous sides even more, spreading laughter and merriment throughout Chaturpuri. They became the beloved jesters of the village, known for their infectious humor and unforgettable pranks.

    And so, the trio taught everyone in Chaturpuri that laughter is the best medicine. Even in the face of life’s challenges, a good laugh can lift spirits and bring people closer. As their laughter echoed through the colorful streets of Chaturpuri, they knew their friendship and their love for laughter would forever be cherished by the village.

    Learning: Embrace the Joy of Laughter.

    Remember to seek out moments of laughter, for in doing so, we unlock the true magic of life. May the spirit of laughter forever dance within our hearts, just as it did in the lively village of Chaturpuri.

  • The lazy donkey.

    Once upon a time, there was a village name Hasnapur. It was a beautiful village full of greenery, fresh air and water all over. The people of this village live together with love and harmony. There lived a hard-working and kind trader named ‘Raju’.

    Raju mostly traded in salt and had a very lazy donkey who always tries to avoid the work given by his master (raju).

    Raju used to load the sacks of salt on the donkey’s back and used to earn money by selling those salt from one village to another.

    One day Raju asked his donkey to get up to load the sacks of salt and let’s go to the town across the river to sell this salt.

    The donkey was so lazy that he didn’t want to work every day and wished that he could sleep throughout the day. But as his master ( Raju ) ordered him so he got up and Raju loaded those sacks of salt on his donkey and asked him to start walking and cross that bridge until then he would pack some food for him as well as for his donkey.

    The donkey started walking and crossing the bridge suddenly he slipped and fell into the river as he was carrying sacks of salt on his back the salt got wet and dissolved in the river. When the donkey got up so the sacks on his back were lighter than before so he thought that this seems to be a good idea that every time he dip in the river the salt would dissolve in the water and his burden could be less so he decided to do this again and again.

    When Raju reached the other town to sell the salt it weighed just half of what he loaded thinking it might be his miscalculation so he sold whatever salt was left and returned home with his donkey.

    The next morning he again loaded the donkey with the sacks of salt and started to pack his food. The donkey yet again started walking before him and made it to the bridge and he tried that dipping trick again before the master (raju) reaches there. Raju got confused as the sack started weighing lesser every time.

    Then, one day Raju decided to follow the donkey and did the same and hid in the bushes he noticed the donkey’s new trick and decided to teach the lazy donkey a lesson.

    So, the following day instead of salt Raju filled the sacks with cotton and tied them to the donkeys’ backs. Due to the new habit, the donkey purposely fell into the river but as soon as he fell into the river the sacks got heavier and his back started hurting him this time sacks were filled with cotton and cotton-soaked water and become heavier.

    The donkey dipped into the river again and again thinking to drain the salt off somehow but all went in vain he somehow managed to get up and cross the bridge. He sat on the ground as the sacks were so so heavy then his master (raju) came and laughed at him and said ” Donkey I am your master and this is your work ” I work very hard and never make excuses to fool others and avoid work and I must teach you to never repeat this mistake and never avoid your work. The donkey learned the lesson and never tried to avoid his work again.

    Moral: We must always work with full of honesty and sincerity.

  • Rani’s Flight with Naga

    Rani’s Flight with Naga

    Once upon a time, in the quaint village of Bhilwara, situated between rolling green hills, lived a young girl named Rani. With curly golden hairs and sparkling blue eyes, Rani possessed a remarkable imagination that take her away to fantastical realms every day. On a bright afternoon, amidst her wanderings through the enchanted forest, Rani’s path leads her to the discovery of an ancient neem tree. Its massive trunk stood tall, its branches reaching towards the heavens as if craving for the stars. As Rani approached, she noticed a tiny, sparkling door nestled within the tree’s gnarled roots. Curiosity consuming her, Rani gently pushed open the door, revealing a hidden staircase spiraling downwards. In fear, she descended into the depths, the air growing cooler with each step. Emerging at the end of the staircase, Rani found herself in a breathtaking underground realm. It was a realm of endless glowworms, their soft luminescence bathing everything in a soothing light. Flowers of every color and shape bloomed around her, their fragrances filling the air. In this mystical place, Rani encountered a weird creature—a tiny dragon named Naga. Along with the precious gemstones and wings that glistened like silk, Naga possessed an unwavering spirit of adventure. Naga offered to guide Rani through the secret wonders of the underground realm, introducing her to a diverse community of magical beings. Together, they befriended mischievous sprites, wise old tree spirits, and mischievous fairies who loved to play pranks. As the days turned into weeks, Rani’s bond with Naga grew stronger. They step abroad on countless escapades, exploring hidden caves, solving riddles, and spreading joy wherever they went. Rani discovered her own hidden talents, becoming a natural storyteller and inspiring the inhabitants of the underground realm with her words.

    Eventually, the time came for Rani to return to her village. Tearful goodbyes were exchanged, but Rani promised to visit her newfound friends in the underground realm whenever she could. Back in Bhilwara, Rani’s imagination flourished even more. She shared the tales of her adventures with her family and friends, who were captivated by her enchanting stories. And so, Rani continued to weave tales of magic and wonder, both in the real world and the realm beneath the ancient oak tree. Her unique experiences in the underground realm became the inspiration for her stories, captivating the hearts of readers far and wide. 

    Rani’s journey through the enchanted underground realm taught her that the power of imagination could create boundless wonders and bridge the gap between worlds—a lesson she carried with her throughout her life.

  • Growing up ain’t easy

    It has always been difficult for Riley to cope with change. She has turned 18 today and will be soon off to college in a month. College is a big milestone for anyone and comes with a lot of changes in your life, changes that Riley was just not ready for. She had to leave everything behind, her friends, her family and her childhood home, just to start fresh in a new and unknown city. Riley was scared but excited. She was excited to start this new chapter in her life and walk down the path to her future, but at the same time, she was scared. She feared that it may not all be how she imagined it. She didn’t want to leave her friends behind. However, she knew they were always going to have her back no matter what. Just like that the day to leave for college arrived and she said her final goodbyes to her friends.

     Day one of college and Riley was already late for class. She rushed to get dressed and reached her class 15 minutes late. When she entered the classroom, she saw about 15 people in the class out of which 5 were boys and the rest were only girls. She walked in with a smile and tried to talk to this one girl sitting alone in one corner of the class. The girl introduced herself, “Hi, My name is Alex”. Riley and Alex sat together for the day and had a long conversation. Riley was happy she made a friend. During the classes, they learnt about what she would be studying this year and met her professors. She was excited to start working towards her future.

    After college, she would talk to her friends back home every evening because of how much she missed them. It didn’t always work out since her friends would be busy and were not free to talk. Riley felt bad about it. She felt as if her friends were drifting away from her. She expressed her feelings to her friends and they kept reassuring her that they’re always there for her. They might be busy in their own routines but that doesn’t mean they forgot about her.

    As kids Riley and her friends would meet everyday. It was like a routine. Riley started to accept that they are all growing up now and it won’t be daily meet-ups anymore. Life is changing and this change is inevitable. All we can do is accept it and move on with our lives. Those who are truly there for us will stay even if you are continents apart.