<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Children's Stories on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/tags/childrens-stories/</link><description>Recent content in Children's Stories on Pitara Kids Network</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2026 21:46:31 +0530</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.pitara.com/tags/childrens-stories/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Butterfly in a Bottle</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-butterfly-in-a-bottle/</link><pubDate>Sat, 02 Nov 2002 23:43:58 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-butterfly-in-a-bottle/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Poltu was wide awake in his bed. He had had a marvellous dream in which he had won the football match in the inter-school competition. He was getting ready to receive the trophy when the alarm rang. So loudly that it jarred him awake.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But Poltu wasn&amp;rsquo;t too unhappy at the intrusion. He ran straight to his study table. There, in an empty jam bottle, was the treasure. A colourful little butterfly. How difficult it had been to catch it. It had kept flying away from his grasp. But catch it he did. Without a net, too. And now it was going to be part of his biology project in school.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Granny’s Fabulous Kitchen</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/grannys-fabulous-kitchen/</link><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2001 03:27:04 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/grannys-fabulous-kitchen/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This story is from the book The Adventures of Rusty. Rusty is a 12-year-old boy, and as you read on, you might think that he is very much a part of you! The book has two sections, and Granny&amp;rsquo;s Fabulous Kitchen is the beginning of the first section.&lt;br&gt;
As kitchens went, it wasn’t all that big. It wasn’t as big as the bedroom or the living-room, but it was big enough, and there was a pantry next to it. What made it fabulous was all that came out of it; good things to eat like kababs and curries, chocolate fudge and peanut toffee, jellies and gulab jamuns, meat-pies and apple-pies, stuffed turkeys, stuffed chickens, stuffed eggplants, and ham stuffed with chickens!&lt;br&gt;
Granny was the best cook in the world.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Three Pals</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-three-pals/</link><pubDate>Tue, 22 Oct 2002 18:07:30 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-three-pals/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Oops, Oh and OK were pals.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One day, Oops got visitors – uncle Silly and cousin Funny.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Uncle Silly said, &amp;ldquo;What about some ice creams?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oops said &amp;ldquo;Oops!&amp;rdquo; Oh said &amp;ldquo;oh!&amp;rdquo; and uncle Silly thought they didn&amp;rsquo;t want ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He said. &amp;ldquo;We won&amp;rsquo;t go&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cousin Funny said &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll screammmmm!!!&amp;rdquo; so they all went for ice creams.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His name should be Punny not Funny, no?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oops, Oh and OK dropped ice cream all over their shorts and T-shirts. Ugh-Yucky-Sticky.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Elephant's Nose</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/the-elephants-nose/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2001 18:31:58 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/folktales/the-elephants-nose/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;There was a time, when the elephant&amp;rsquo;s nose was no bigger than a boot that he could wriggle from side to side. But an elephant&amp;rsquo;s child changed all that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was a curious fellow who asked ever so many questions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He asked the ostrich why her tail feathers grew just so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He asked the giraffe what made his skin spotty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He asked the hippo why his eyes were red, and the baboon&lt;br&gt;
why melons tasted as they did.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Stamp Album</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-stamp-album/</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2000 00:51:38 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-stamp-album/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Rajappa sensed a sudden drop in his popularity. For the past three days everyone had been crowding around Nagarajan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rajappa tried to tell them that Nagarajan had become swollen headed, but no one paid any attention to him. For Nagarajan was generous in sharing the stamp album his uncle had sent from Singapore. The boys gathered around Nagarajan and devoured the album with their eyes till the school-bell rang for the morning class; they hovered round him at lunch-break and in the evening invaded his house.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Magical Sunglasses</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-magical-sunglasses/</link><pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2001 15:52:05 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-magical-sunglasses/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was a hot summer afternoon during the holidays and Ma was taking a nap. Deepak was bored. He came upon a naughty idea. Boys are like that. When they want to be naughty, they have to be naughty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So Deepak, in his naughty mood, decided to do what Ma had told him never to do. He decided to open Grandpa&amp;rsquo;s black wooden box that lay in the guest-room. It was a lovely old, square box with brass hinges. The whole box was studded with buttons of brass that had tarnished and turned black with age.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Bunty Rabbit Runs a Race Again</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/bunty-rabbit-runs-a-race-again/</link><pubDate>Mon, 19 Aug 2002 15:16:22 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/bunty-rabbit-runs-a-race-again/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Bunty rabbit hopped home angrily.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened?&amp;rdquo; asked Mama Rabbit. &amp;ldquo;No school today?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why did great-great-great-great-great grandfather lose the race against the tortoise?&amp;rdquo; shouted Bunty tearfully. &amp;ldquo;Everyone laughed at me when Ma&amp;rsquo;am Owl told us the story.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Great-great-great-great-great grandfather rabbit was a proud rabbit,&amp;rdquo; said Mother Rabbit sternly. &amp;ldquo;He was always boasting and never even thought once that someone could outsmart him. That day, the tortoise did.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Slow and steady won the race!&amp;rdquo; muttered Bunty angrily.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Adventures of a Magic Turtle</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-adventures-of-a-magic-turtle/</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2001 06:29:50 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-adventures-of-a-magic-turtle/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;One winter afternoon, a little boy sat below a ‘neem’ tree, next to a river. He was returning from school, and carried a large bag on his back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He looked very sad. And as he sat staring at the water, big fat tears started dripping from his eyes creating little round ripples in the pond.&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
		
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&lt;p&gt;He had only been sitting there for a short while, when he saw a turtle swimming towards him. It was not very big, but it swam slowly.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Meenu's New Pet</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/meenus-new-pet/</link><pubDate>Thu, 12 Sep 2002 01:50:06 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/meenus-new-pet/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Meenu&amp;rsquo;s mother was worried about her. A week had passed since their dog Tommy&amp;rsquo;s disappearance, and her daughter had still not got over it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During the summer holidays, the family would usually go to Baroda, where Meenu&amp;rsquo;s grandparents lived. Because it was difficult to take Tommy along with them, Meenu&amp;rsquo;s parents would leave him with their neighbour Mr Rao.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Fairy Doll</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-fairy-doll/</link><pubDate>Tue, 25 May 1999 05:21:47 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-fairy-doll/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Not that!&amp;quot; screamed Sheila. &amp;ldquo;Yes not her!&amp;rdquo; repeated Anna. &amp;ldquo;She will stay with us.&amp;rdquo; Sheila snatched Matilda from her maid and they ran to their room.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In case you are wondering what I am talking about or who is Matilda? Well, Matilda is Sheila and Anna&amp;rsquo;s favorite doll and the children, along with the maid, were sorting out their old toys to be given to poor children on Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
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&lt;p&gt;Matilda was a funny little doll, stuffed with bits of old clothes. Her eyes were made of two little black buttons, her hair was made of red wool and her nose was flat. Matilda was always smiling and was very soft and cuddly. She was given to the children by their grandmother when Sheila was three years old and Anna only two.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Surprise On Christmas</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/a-surprise-on-christmas/</link><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 1999 10:18:51 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/a-surprise-on-christmas/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Jimmy and Jenny were very excited. It was Christmas Eve and they were busy hanging their stockings at the end of their beds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You must go to sleep quickly,&amp;rdquo; said mother, &amp;ldquo;because Santa Claus won&amp;rsquo;t come until you are fast asleep.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So Jenny and Jimmy jumped into bed and shut their eyes. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t before long that they were both fast asleep and dreaming. Then even the grown-ups went to sleep. The lights were turned out and the house was dark. Everything was quiet.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Follow the Leader</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/follow-the-leader/</link><pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2002 23:48:38 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/follow-the-leader/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Chimpoo has a balloon. It is a BIG balloon! It is a BIG, RED balloon! It is a BIG, RED, ROUND balloon!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chimpoo has a LITTLE dog. His name is Chutku. Chutku loves Chimpoo. Chutku loves to PLAY with Chimpoo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a BIG, BLACK cat! Chutku does not like the cat! There is a TINY, GREY mouse. The BIG, BLACK cat does not like the TINY, GREY mouse!&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
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&lt;p&gt;Cat loves Chimpoo. Mouse loves Chimpoo. Chimpoo likes the cat. Chimpoo likes the mouse.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Wolf-donkey</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-wolf-donkey/</link><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2001 08:14:04 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-wolf-donkey/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Chun Chun hated carrots. He felt his anger rise as he heard his mother speak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;How will you grow if you don&amp;rsquo;t eat your vegetables?&amp;rdquo; scolded Mama Rabbit. &amp;ldquo;You won&amp;rsquo;t have the strength to say BOO to a goose!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;But I eat so many things!&amp;rdquo; protested Chun Chun angrily. &amp;ldquo;Just because I hate carrots, you scold me every day!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mama Rabbit sighed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;How many times have I told you — carrots will improve your eyesight?&amp;rdquo; she said.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Tinkle of the Goat Bells</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-tinkle-of-the-goat-bells/</link><pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2001 09:39:21 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/the-tinkle-of-the-goat-bells/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Tanvi ran swiftly through the pine forest, the peppery smell of the herbs she crushed beneath her feet tickling her nostrils. She had to meet her friend Ramli, the goat girl at their favourite meeting place by the spring. Today they were planning to go down to the river bed and picnic there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She was late. Ramli had said that they should leave before the sun rose too high or it would be too hot by the river. So eleven year old Tanvi hurried, her bag of lunch bouncing on her back.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Boomba – The Lion Kid</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/boomba-the-lion-kid/</link><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2001 00:36:53 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/stories-for-kids/boomba-the-lion-kid/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Boomba was the lion king&amp;rsquo;s son. He had a bright yellow coat and his mother often told him lovingly, &amp;ldquo;Boomba, you look like a ball of wool!&amp;rdquo; His parents were very proud of him and knew that one day he would grow up to be the handsomest lion around.But Boomba was not happy with his looks. At times he secretly desired a beautiful tail like the peacock&amp;rsquo;s or wings like the butterfly&amp;rsquo;s. All his friends were tired of him, because in the middle of a game he would always stop and ask, &amp;ldquo;How do I look?&amp;rdquo;.&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>Flying Dogs and School-going Monkeys</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/childrens-books/flying-dogs-and-school-going-monkeys/</link><pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2000 00:23:54 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/childrens-books/flying-dogs-and-school-going-monkeys/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64 sm:float-right sm:ml-4"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flippi the Flying Pup&lt;br&gt;
Squiggly goes for a Picnic&lt;br&gt;
Lippo goes to a Party&lt;br&gt;
Cheeko and the School Bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Written by Deepa Agarwal&lt;br&gt;
Illustrations by Atanu Roy and Deshraj&lt;br&gt;
Published by Frank Educational Aids Pvt. Ltd.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Heard of Flippi the doggie-bird? Flippi is the dog who knows how to fly. Or, take Cheeko the monkey, who loves mangoes and goes to school, Squiggly the worm who&amp;rsquo;s a little untidy. Or Lippo the Hippo, who goes to the deer&amp;rsquo;s birthday party.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>बांसुरी वाला</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%AC%E0%A4%BE%E0%A4%82%E0%A4%B8%E0%A5%81%E0%A4%B0%E0%A5%80-%E0%A4%B5%E0%A4%BE%E0%A4%B2%E0%A4%BE/</link><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2001 23:44:37 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%AC%E0%A4%BE%E0%A4%82%E0%A4%B8%E0%A5%81%E0%A4%B0%E0%A5%80-%E0%A4%B5%E0%A4%BE%E0%A4%B2%E0%A4%BE/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;बात सात सौ साल पुरानी&lt;br&gt;
सुनो ध्यान से प्यारे&lt;br&gt;
हैम्लिन नामक एक शहर था&lt;br&gt;
वीजर नदी किनारे।&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
		
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&lt;p&gt;यूं तो शहर बहुत सुन्दर था&lt;br&gt;
हैम्लिन जिसका नाम&lt;br&gt;
मगर वहां के लोगों का&lt;br&gt;
हो गया था चैन हराम।&lt;br&gt;
इतने चूहे इतने चूहे&lt;br&gt;
गिनती हो गई मुश्किल&lt;br&gt;
जिधर भी देखो जहां भी देखो&lt;br&gt;
करते दिखते किल बिल।&lt;/p&gt;



	
	
	

	
		
		
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&lt;p&gt;बाहर चूहे घर में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
दरवाजे और दर में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
खिड़की और आलों में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
थालों और प्यालों में चूहे।&lt;br&gt;
ट्रंक में और संदूक में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
फौजी की बंदूक में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
अफसर की गाड़ी में चूहे&lt;br&gt;
नौकर की दाढ़ी में चूहे।&lt;br&gt;
पूरब पश्चिम उत्तर दक्षिण&lt;br&gt;
जिधर भी देखो चूहे&lt;br&gt;
ऊपर नीचे आगे पीछे&lt;br&gt;
जिधर भी देखो चूहे।&lt;br&gt;
दुबले चूहे मोटे चूहे&lt;br&gt;
लंबे चूहे छोटे चूहे&lt;br&gt;
काले चूहे गोरो चूहे&lt;br&gt;
भूखे और चटोरो चूहे।&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>मुखौटे</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%AE%E0%A5%81%E0%A4%96%E0%A5%8C%E0%A4%9F%E0%A5%87/</link><pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 1999 17:18:17 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%AE%E0%A5%81%E0%A4%96%E0%A5%8C%E0%A4%9F%E0%A5%87/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;श्याम बनेगा शेरू अपना&lt;br&gt;
गीत बनेगा बन्दर&lt;br&gt;
शिल्पा बिल्ली दूध पीएगी&lt;br&gt;
बैठी घर के अन्दर&lt;br&gt;
बबलू भौं भौं करता&lt;br&gt;
पल पल धूम मचाएगा।&lt;br&gt;
मोटू अपना हाथी बनकर&lt;br&gt;
झूमे सूंड हिलाएगा&lt;br&gt;
होगी फिर इन सबकी मस्ती&lt;br&gt;
गाती होगी बस्ती&lt;br&gt;
खुश होगा हर एक जानवर&lt;br&gt;
खुशियां कितनी सस्ती&lt;br&gt;
हा हा ही ही मैं भी मैं भी&lt;br&gt;
लगा मुखौटा गाऊं&lt;br&gt;
तुम हाथी तुम शेर बने तो&lt;br&gt;
मैं भालू बन जाऊं&lt;br&gt;
आहा कितने हम जंगल के&lt;br&gt;
प्यारे प्यारे वासी&lt;br&gt;
देख हमारे खेल नियारे&lt;br&gt;
जाती रहे उदासी&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>अमरूद बन गये</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%85%E0%A4%AE%E0%A4%B0%E0%A5%82%E0%A4%A6-%E0%A4%AC%E0%A4%A8-%E0%A4%97%E0%A4%AF%E0%A5%87/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 1996 05:09:02 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/hindi-poems-for-kids/%E0%A4%85%E0%A4%AE%E0%A4%B0%E0%A5%82%E0%A4%A6-%E0%A4%AC%E0%A4%A8-%E0%A4%97%E0%A4%AF%E0%A5%87/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;आमों के अमरूद बन गये&lt;br&gt;
अमरूदों के केले&lt;br&gt;
मैंने यह सब कुछ देखा है&lt;br&gt;
आज गया था मेले&lt;br&gt;
बकरी थी बिलकुल छोटी सी&lt;br&gt;
हाथी की थी बोली&lt;br&gt;
मगर जुखाम नहीं सह पाई&lt;br&gt;
खाई उसने गोली&lt;br&gt;
छत पर होती थी खों खों खों&lt;br&gt;
मगर नहीं था बंदर&lt;br&gt;
बिल्ली ही यों बोल रही थी&lt;br&gt;
परसो मेरी छत पर&lt;br&gt;
गाय नहीं करती थी बां बां&lt;br&gt;
बोली वह अंगरेजी&lt;br&gt;
कहा बैल से, भूसा खालो&lt;br&gt;
देखा भालो, ए जी&lt;br&gt;
मुझको हुआ बड़ा ही अचरज&lt;br&gt;
मुर्गा म्याऊं करता&lt;br&gt;
हाथ जोड़कर बैठा&lt;br&gt;
चुहे से था डरता&lt;br&gt;
पर जब उगा रात में सूरज&lt;br&gt;
चंदा दिन में आया&lt;br&gt;
क्या होने को है दुनिया में&lt;br&gt;
मैं काफी घबराया&lt;br&gt;
तुरंत मूंद ली मैंने आंखें&lt;br&gt;
और न फिर कुछ देखा&lt;br&gt;
तभी लगा ज्यों जगा रही है&lt;br&gt;
आकर मुझको रेखा&lt;br&gt;
सपना देखा था अजीब सा&lt;br&gt;
बिलकुल गड़बड़ झाला&lt;br&gt;
सपनों की दुनियां में होता&lt;br&gt;
सब कुछ बड़ा निराला।&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chiku’s Birthday</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/chikus-birthday/</link><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 1998 05:11:46 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/chikus-birthday/</guid><description>&lt;figure class="w-64"&gt;
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			Chiku’s Birthday [Illustrations by Amarjeet Malik]
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&lt;p&gt;It was little Chiku’s third birthday.&lt;br&gt;
So Akki the ant bought a balloon&lt;br&gt;
Blue as the sky,&lt;br&gt;
Round as the moon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But who is Chiku?&lt;br&gt;
He is Dinku donkey’s friendly neighbour —&lt;br&gt;
The creepy and crawly little caterpillar.&lt;br&gt;
Chiku’s grandmother and grandfather,&lt;br&gt;
Eeku and Meeku,&lt;br&gt;
Were there too —&lt;br&gt;
With candles, cake,&lt;br&gt;
And a big cauliflower!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who were the other guests?&lt;br&gt;
Elephant Shakti with her fat twins —&lt;br&gt;
Gablu and Bablu,&lt;br&gt;
And their sixteen cousins!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>