<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Mohuya Chaudhuri on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/authors/mohuya-chaudhuri/</link><description>Recent content in Mohuya Chaudhuri on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2026 08:10:32 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/authors/mohuya-chaudhuri/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Kite-Maker</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/the-kite-maker/</link><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2001 11:57:02 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/the-kite-maker/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The night was pitch dark. A street lamp shone dimly, creating pools of shadows along a tiny lane in Bareilly city. Sitting beneath the light was Imran. His nimble fingers were busy pasting thin sheets of coloured paper. He was making a kite.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even though he could barely see, he didn&amp;rsquo;t fumble in his work. He could make these kites blindfolded now. At 10, he was an old hand at the craft, having started making kites when he was just six years old – the kites that Bareilly, in India&amp;rsquo;s northern state of Uttar Pradesh, is so well known for.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Prabhu and the Prawns</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/prabhu-and-the-prawns/</link><pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2003 08:54:13 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/prabhu-and-the-prawns/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;The still, muddy water glistened with oil. There were no signs of any&lt;br&gt;
life as Prabhu stood by the side of the narrow canal and squinted hard,&lt;br&gt;
anxiously searching the depths of the murky pool. But the slick surface&lt;br&gt;
made it hard for him to see anything beneath the surface.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fear crossed the eight-year-old&amp;rsquo;s face. If he couldn&amp;rsquo;t find what he was&lt;br&gt;
looking for, there would be no meal tonight.&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	
	
	
	

	
		
		
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&lt;p&gt;Prabhu is a shrimp seed collector. Every morning, he trudges nearly three kilometres to reach a shrimp farm in Nellore district in Andhra Pradesh. There he picks out tiny, baby shrimps called seeds from small, saline pools where they are grown, and transfers them to huge reservoirs.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>