Gyaannirudra
Before I begin, I would like to Salute the human guardians of knowledge as it is the greatest gift from God and the best present you can give someone. Preserving knowledge is a virtue and sharing it is the greatest form of charity. Words can do miracles, no matter in what form they are written […]
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As Lord Loneliness wandered around, he saw a kingdom called Humanity. He crept in and realised that it was the perfect place for him to rule. He summoned his Advisor, Master Fear along with General Grief and his powerful ‘Army of Vices’.They were thrilled to see the subjects taking everything for granted as they were
The courtyard was full of curiosity,The poultry section was drowning in animosity;Their privacy had been breached, But no conclusion had been reached.Mrs. Webba Duck was consoling Mrs. Goldie Hen,She asked when it happened but no one knew when;Mr. Alarmy Rooster was strutting about in anger and frustration,Trying to find out what happened to the eggs last
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Oh Butterflies! show me the way,to the green meadows where I can rest;Lie down and look the clouds,And hear the birds chirping from their nest.Oh Butterflies! take me to the shore,Where I can leave my footprints in the sand for few seconds;And play with the water as the waves roar,Where I can forget what it
No matter what anyone has to say,I want to age like a robin in every way;Be it the cheerful song that it sings,Or the cold blanket of winter it brings.I wish my heart had the warmth it has,on its warm orange chest;With which I could help the cold and hopeless souls,Forget the past and rise
Said the leaf to the stem,The kitchen is closed today;The sun is hiding behind dark clouds,You will have to make do with what the root can give away.Tomorrow, I hope we get a sun bath,And our chefs can prepare delicious meals with ease;Said the stem to the root humbly,Today just nourish me please.The root gave
My mind absorbs a magical sunlight,Everytime my hands open a book,Whether my eyes want to read or my fingers want to write,My brain starts bathing in the knowledge brook.Like a plant’s root that absorbs nutrients from the soil below,My brain nurtures the letters and plays with the ink;I make sure I choose the right platter
It is very rare that holidays and a gift of a trip to a heavenly place on earth come together. This year, my maternal grandfather was gifted a 5-day trip to Ladakh by his sister and he decided to take me with him as it was in the first week of May, which is during
One day, when I was walking home, I saw a hooded figure following me. The twilight had merged with darkness and hence, fear seemed to be taking bites from my storehouse of courage. I walked as fast as I could and then looked back. I was so relieved that ‘Mr. Hoodie Scareson’ wasn’t following me
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Summer holidays were just a week away from the finish line for all the grades except Grade 6. They had to report to school today as this week was assigned to their preparatory sessions for the scholarship exam. The fifteen girls and the fifteen boys had reached the school’s hostel where they stayed as it