Stories

Not quite a long time ago, there was a girl named Aadhya. She was very mischievous and was sometimes mean to her friends, parents, relatives, and teachers. She didn’t care to obey them.   One day, Aadhya went to the park without asking her parents’ permission as she knew that her parents wouldn’t allow her to go alone. She was playing hide-and-seek with her friends and other children there. She hid in a lonely place behind thick bushes where none could see her.   Aadhya’s friends searched and searched for Read more…

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Girish who was a sweeper for one of the richest people of the town. He was an overworked worker and was tired of his work. One day, his friend Ganesh, the son of the cobbler, walked past him. He noticed his friend who was angrily brushing the garden of the huge house.    “What happened, Girish?” he asked looking at dust which was raising and falling down in the same place. “Why are you raising that dust?”   Girish lifted his Read more…

There was a girl named Lekha who was fourteen years at age. She was now sitting in a bus, just looking out of the window. And when she spun to the aisle, she saw a man sitting next to her. But he had his attention the other way.   The engine of the bus rumbled back to life from the stop, and she was getting a bit bored. So she took out the packet of biscuits from her bag and started to eat it. She handpicked the first biscuit from Read more…

They all worked quietly, still producing a lot of low sound around the automotive industry. Peter stood before the radiator supports, fixing the last parts of the ‘new age’ car. The car was named ‘Falcon Ranger’, an automobile, which was in progress to hit the roads for almost a year.   “It’s done!” Dean exclaimed. “All the parts are now on!”   Frank, the CEO of the company, walked around the car with a suspicious look on his face. Everyone held their breaths. No one wanted to hear ‘something’s missing’ Read more…

Penelope was a good student of Class 6. The teachers of her class were also very fond of her. But Penelope had one bad habit. Whenever she was asked to do something, she would take undue time to accomplish it and during all that time her excuse would be: just 1 more minute!   In the morning when her mother woke her up, she would say, “Just 1 more minute.” Then she would doze off again for an hour or so. It was because of this reason that she was Read more…