<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Nature Sounds on Pitara Kids Network</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/tags/nature-sounds/</link><description>Recent content in Nature Sounds 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/nature-sounds/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Summer music of the trees</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/summer-music-of-the-trees/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2006 10:24:13 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/non-fiction-for-kids/features-for-kids/summer-music-of-the-trees/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I always used to think that the drive across a four kilometre stretch from my house to the main road was a pain. Actually, not all of it was a pain. The car bounced up and down a few bumpy patches the first kilometer, then zoomed across a smooth 2.5 kilometre slope before struggling in a three-legged hurdle race at the final half kilometre. Reason: there was a traffic signal there and almost everyone in the world seemed to want to go somewhere at the same time. And exactly at the moment when our car inched towards the front, the lights would turn red again. It was a clear five minute wait there.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Koel</title><link>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/koel/</link><pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2000 07:56:24 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://www.pitara.com/fiction-for-kids/poems-for-kids/koel/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;When wisps of white&lt;br&gt;
Sail across the sky&lt;br&gt;
When the breeze blows warm&lt;br&gt;
And the days grow long&lt;br&gt;
From somewhere in the distance&lt;br&gt;
You can hear my song&lt;br&gt;
Coo-ooo, Coo-ooo Coo-oooo&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When mangoes ripen&lt;br&gt;
In the dark green trees&lt;br&gt;
And hovering around&lt;br&gt;
Are busy buzzy bees&lt;br&gt;
Right over the wall&lt;br&gt;
You can hear my call&lt;br&gt;
Coo-o, Coo-oo, Cooo-ooo&lt;/p&gt;





	
	
	

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&lt;p&gt;When plump wild figs&lt;br&gt;
Go squish under your feet&lt;br&gt;
And juicy purple jamuns&lt;br&gt;
Are munched by parakeets&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>