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My Garden
There’s a garden in my house A garden full of flowers I love to be there all the time And spend just hours and hours There are roses, every kind And lilies in the pool Sunflowers looking trim and bright And jasmines white and cool. There’s a lawn of velvet grass So soft and oh so green Like a carpet beneath my feet The nicest I have seen. My Garden [Illustration by Sudheer Nath] There are bulbuls, parrots too...
Tenali Rama and the Brinjal
Clown, jester, poet…Tenali Rama, minister in the court of the ruler of Vijaynagar, Krishnadeva Rai (reign: 1509-30), was a lot of things. Stories, about Tenali Rama and his practical jokes on everyone around him including distinguished fellow poets and the emperor himself, abound in south India. His fame spread beyond Vijaynagar (present-day Andhra Pradesh), to areas that come in Tamil Nadu and Karnataka today. Tenali Rama was also a great scholar of several languages that included Marathi, Tamil and Kannada....
Monu Makes his Mark
Monu the mongoose crawled out of the ditch in the back garden. His mother was already out with his three little brothers. They had long bodies with short legs. They had bushy tails and tiny ears. And they had bright eyes, which shone like beads. They did things fast. They were already good hunters like their mother. But Monu was not smart like his brothers. He didn’t like chasing mice and garden rats like they did....
Crafts kits for kids
I live in a neighbourhood of Delhi which is full of children of all ages, shapes and sizes. In the evenings, the quiet of the place is shattered by the blood curdling cries of boys and girls let loose in the park. They play games that are certainly not for the fainthearted! Ishaan and Tarini are no different. This brother-sister pair is particularly mischievous. Eight year old Ishaan and 10-year-old Tarini are known for playing pranks on others....
Birju and the Flying Horse
In a far off city, there lived a boy called Birju. He longed to run and play like other children. But he had a lame leg. He found it difficult to even walk properly. Birju’s father worked as a gardener in a rich man’s garden, close to the hut in which they lived. His mother washed dishes in other people’s houses. One day, his father came home looking very pleased. “Look, Birju,” he said, “Look what I’ve got!...
The King and the Squirrel
Once upon a time, there was a king who was very proud of his matchless position. He was young, well-read and intelligent and none of the youths of his kingdom equaled him in strength or valour. Moreover, he was the richest man in the kingdom. One day, while strolling in his garden, he said to his wise, old minister, I am sure no one would ever dare to boast before me. I am glad that I am superior to everybody in every respect....
Passing by My School Garden
How I wish I could step into this garden Just a temptation as I pass by I wanted to know what the flowers said And the gentle murmur of the wind in the sky. My heart swayed with happiness As I watched the upright poppies The wind whistled while kissing the trees And the jolly gardener watered them happily. Perhaps the leaves so green, were busy Preparing tasty dishes for the family! The sweet smelling fragrance of that lovely environment...
Meenu's New Pet
Meenu’s mother was worried about her. A week had passed since their dog Tommy’s disappearance, and her daughter had still not got over it. Meenu adored Tommy, who had been her faithful companion since her third birthday. He had become a part of the family as he was a loving and well trained dog. Meenu simply adored him. And Tommy, on his part, followed her around everywhere. During the summer holidays, the family would usually go to Baroda, where Meenu’s grandparents lived....
Pardon My Garden
Pardon my garden, it’s vicious today! The cucumber’s going quite mad — The onions and peas Just do as they please, The pumpkin is awfully bad. The squash and the sprout are rushing about As if they’re preparing for war, I just got a scare from a peach and a pear — The apple is vile to the core! Pardon my garden, it’s vicious today! There’s tori-chori below. The corn and the bean are having a scene —...
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....
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