Articles [Stories & Tales]

  Gone are the days.... when I used to play cricket in the house Gone are the days.... when I used to watch Doordarshan alone Gone are the days .... when I used to curse Doordarshan for programmes like Manaimatchi,Vayalum Vaazhvum,...

Swinging my feet off the bed, I welcomed the biting chill of granite against my toes. I was wrong...I had managed to sleep.Rising in the morning for office wasn't as gruelling a task as every other day. I opened my eyes and I was up. I looked into...

I start my journey when it shines! with a bag of colours,an umbrella A wounder shoud...And my Misty! The list is long,Ya my journey may be too long! when i cross the first fence with little wild creepers I gave colours to the flowers, They...

Oh,why is this life so dull,so gray just take me away to where i belong oh,why can't things be,the way it should be; not all,atleast a little to feel The life is worth living , the way it is "this age" they say is fun and great but why me ,...

Lavanya was a little girl. She was ten years old, and she went to school. She wasn’t very clever, but she was sweet and good and everyone loved her. One day Lavaya’s school teacher said: ``I am going to give a special prize this term’’. ``What is...

I stood first in my class in the first quarterly test. Uncle patted me on the back. Aunt gave me a sweet-gulab jamoon. My friends demanded a treat. My friends demanded a treat. Chachu too came to congratulate me. On seeing him, I shut myself in...

*Do you know that birds that sing mot sweetly, e.g., the nightingale, the sky lark. The koel, thrushes are all very plain- looking birds- usually brown of black? That night, at four minutes to ten, Lalita got off her bed and went to the window....

Dog is a faithful animal. Mr. Rama Rao is an old man. He lives alone in a small house. His heath is not always good. Kanna he has a pet dog. This dog ids the old man’s best friend. Mr. Rama Rao has a set routine in his life. He gets up late in...

Ram was a little village boy. He lived in a small village of England. Every morning he used to deliver eggs at Mrs. Pallvi’s and at Mr. Hemant’s house. One morning Tom took up his basket of eggs and set of for Mrs. Pallvi’s cottage. As he went, he...

*What is readily yielded to courtesy is never yielded to force- Mahatma Gandhi Courteousness means being polite and well –mannered. If you interact with others in a pleasing, friendly manner it creates a good feeling and mutual respect. It...