<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Paro Anand on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/authors/paro-anand/</link><description>Recent content in Paro Anand on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2026 16:22:24 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/authors/paro-anand/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Three Butterflies</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-three-butterflies/</link><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2001 02:20:40 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-three-butterflies/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Neeli, Peeli and Lali were three brothers. And they were butterflies. The most handsome butterflies in all the land, and best friends, too. Their mother, Rangberangi, had taught them all they knew. She told them many things, &amp;ldquo;But&amp;rdquo;, she said, &amp;ldquo;the most important thing of all to remember is that you must always depend on and support each other. Together, you will be stronger than the Sun, Wind and Rain combined even though you fly on delicate gossamer wings. Individually you are just ordinary butterflies, weak and fragile. So never let each other down.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Lion On The Loose!...!...</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/lion-on-the-loose/</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2001 21:29:28 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/lion-on-the-loose/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Once it started raining, it just wouldn’t stop. The sky wept great tears in an endless stream until the clouds had entered everyone’s hearts and made them feel as grey and weepy as the weather. But still it rained on and on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everyone stayed at home, gloomy and bored. &amp;ldquo;I wish we could DO something,&amp;rdquo; moaned Geeti, &amp;ldquo;Nothing exciting ever happens to us&amp;rdquo; said Vikki.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mummy wouldn’t let them go out but she tried to cheer them up by baking a cake. The children helped too. The cake was yummy and they ate it hot. The rest they covered and left on the table.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Elephants Don’t Diet!....</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/elephants-dont-diet/</link><pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2001 06:40:28 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/elephants-dont-diet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Poor Gol Matolu’s always sad. Why? I don’t know. She looks like the most perfect elephant. Tall, broad big ears, long strong trunk. No one likes to be sad. So why don’t you come with me to find out what the matter is with Gol Matolu?&lt;br&gt;
Ah! Here comes Hornbill, let&amp;rsquo;s ask him. &amp;ldquo;Hello, do you know why the elephant’s so sad?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course I know.&lt;br&gt;
Just look at her if you will.&lt;br&gt;
Would you call her nose a nose or a bill?&lt;br&gt;
That snake which hangs in front of her face Makes her feel shy and out of place.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>SuperZero</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/superzero/</link><pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2001 13:15:24 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/superzero/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;You’ve heard of superheroes, of course. Batman, Superman, He-man.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then there are supergirls – Catgirl, Batgirl, who knows, even Ratgirl.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are superanimals like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. All these heroes can perform amazing tricks. They’re really good at everything and good looking besides. Although, I personally don’t think that men with little pointed ears on top of their heads are very good looking. But then, you always see the girls going batty over Batman.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Weepy Wempati!....</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-weepy-wempati/</link><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2001 15:10:51 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-weepy-wempati/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Once upon a time there lived a little Wempati. She was a very sweet little thing who loved her mummy, papa, sister, baby brother, pet dog and favourite doll very much. She was a very happy Wempati.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When Wempati was four years old, Papa Wempati and Mama Wempati had a serious talk.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;ldquo;It’s time that little Wempati went to school&amp;rdquo; they said. That sounded like fun to little Wempati.&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	
	
	
	
	

	

	
	
	
	
	
	

	
		
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&lt;p&gt;Her sister went to school and always went with yummy things packed in her lunch box and came back with delicious paint stains on her hands and clothes.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>If The Tooth Be Told!...</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/if-the-tooth-be-told/</link><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2001 14:53:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/if-the-tooth-be-told/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Dada and Dadi were very funny. They were good fun too. They loved everyone and always had a good thing to say for everyone they met. They could always make people laugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All, that is, except each other. Somehow, they just had to look at each other, and they’d start fighting. It was really silly how the two of them were forever snapping at each other. And since they spent lot’s of time together, their moods were becoming more and more sour. Soon they didn’t have a good thing to say about anyone. They made no one laugh anymore. In fact, they often ended up making people cry.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>