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The Survivor
In the Indian ocean was a tiny island, no more than a mere speck on the globe. It was called Aranya. Its people were ruled by a wise and brave chief called Parvat. He was 60 years old. There was a beautiful garden right in the middle of the island. It was dotted with lush green trees bearing delicious fruits and beautiful flowers of every imaginable colour. Once a year on the first full moon night after the rains, the people of Aranya worshipped their deity, Bhumidev....
Fairy Tale Country
Anjali got up. Her grandmother was still asleep. It was quite bright outside. ‘It must be eight. Why hasn’t Naani got up?’ she thought to herself. She placed her hand on her naani’s forehead. It felt warm. “Naani,” Anjali softly whispered in her ear. Naani opened her eyes and looked around. “Oh my! You will be late child. I am sorry I should have got up earlier,” she said attempting to get up. “Take it easy Naani,” said Anjali, placing her hand on Naani’s arm....
Manohar Learns a Lesson
Hey look! Langdu has come in a colour dress today. Must be his birthday,” Manohar sniggered. “Happy Birthday, langdu!” Manohar’s gang chorused and Varun’s face turned red with embarrassment. He had hoped that at least on his birthday Manohar and his friends would spare him. Varun and Manohar were class five students of Digvijay Public School. Varun had fallen down the staircase when he was a toddler and had twisted his ankle. As a result of this injury he had developed a permanent limp....
Toy Gang
Nina got down from the school bus and looked around. Sarala was nowhere to be seen. She was surprised. This had never happened before. Sarala would always be standing at the bus stop waiting for Nina. The moment she saw Nina she would rush forward, give her a big hug, take the school bag in one hand and grasping Nina’s hand in the other, start walking. “Nina how was your day? Did Rahul tease you today?...
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