Mohanty ma’am was teaching the class five students of Arya Wonderland about similes.
“As beautiful as?” she asked, looking at the students.
“The rose, the Taj Mahal, Aishwarya Rai….” There were several shouts.
“And now, as ugly as?
Chakram was a happy-go-lucky donkey who lived in the Rumpum Jungle. In the brains department he was sadly lacking, even as donkeys go.
But on the scale of contentment he rated very high. He was a happy, carefree sort of fellow who wanted nothing but tender grass to chew on and the shade of a leafy tree under which to laze.
Dear reader, I am sure you know that a snake and a mongoose are sworn enemies. They are always ready, willing and waiting to kill each other. But I do not think you know that this wasn’t always the case.
Bhim the elephant and Hanoo the langur lived in the Brindavan Jungle. They were the best of friends. Their friendship had, however, started as a need-based one. You may well wonder what would an elephant and a langur need from each other!
Tony counted the notes and coins. He had Rs. 163 in all.
He put the money in his pocket, the money he had saved from his part time job. Today was Christmas eve and he had some important shopping to do.
In a busy town in south India was a zoo. In it lived a hippopotamus whose name was Gappu. Gappu was a kind and gentle creature who loved children. However the children always made fun of him and this made him very sad.
Why are you looking so sad?” Ullu, the wise old owl, asked Kabbu, the white pigeon.
“You too would look sad if you were going to lose your job,” snapped Kabbu.
Kabbu was the head of the Postal Department of their jungle Olango, which was the biggest and most prosperous jungle around.
Ten-year-old Preeti looked at the computer screen. She had received an email from the editor of the site Natkhat informing her that her story had been accepted for publication. The editor wanted to create Preeti’s home page and had sent her a questionnaire asking her to list out her favourite things.
Appa, how did you become a Police Inspector?” Kartik asked his father. The two of them were sitting in their little garden on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
“Before I tell you that let me tell you a story,” his father said.
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