Stories For Kids

Pinky was standing at the kitchen window when she first saw the bird fly past. A small black and brown bird, when a patch of pure, dazzling white on the wings. In its beak it held a wisp of straw. Pinky strained hard to peep out of the window but the bars held her back. She only saw the bird …

राखी का त्यौहार और चश्में वाली पतंग: अपने भाई की कलाई पर राखी बांधने के लिये हर बहन रक्षा बंधन के दिन का इंतजार करती है। वैसे ही भाई भी बहन की राखी का बेसब्री से इंतज़ार करता है। यह त्यौहार बहन-भाई के प्यार का पर्याय बन चुका है, कहा जा सकता है कि यह भाई-बहन के पवित्र रिश्ते को और …

जब भी राखी का त्यौहार आता था, मुन्नी का दिल भर आता था। वह दिन भर घर के अंदर और बाहर चक्कर लगाया करती थी कि शायद उसका भाई लौट आये। पर एक राखी के बाद दूसरी और फिर तीसरी और फ़िर बहुत सारी राखी आई पर उसका भाई नहीं आया। आज राखी थी और हर साल की तरह मुन्नी …

Tommy’s New Friend: Tommy was not happy. He did not run after the ball. He did not even wag his tail. Golu realized it. Tommy wanted to have a friend of his own. Someone who was like him only. He barked, “Bhow… bhow… bhow… I want my own friend… at least one” but Golu did not understand what his loving …

लाइफबोट: एक स्कूल में टीचर ने अपने छात्रो को एक कहानी सुनाई और बोली एक समय की बात है की एक समय एक छोटा जहाज दुर्घटना ग्रस्त हो गया। उस पर पति पत्नी का एक जोड़ा सफ़र कर रहा था। उन्होने देखा की जहाज पर एक लाइफबोट है जिसमे एक ही व्यक्ति बैठ सकता है, जिसे देखते ही वो आदमी …

A Gift From Mother: During 1942, Bengal rose like one man to participate in Gandhi ji‘s Quit India Movement. In the course of the struggle for freedom, a young Bengali girl, Sharada Chatterjee aimed a revolver at Mr. Gordon Jackson, Police Commissioner, Calcutta, and fired twice. The incident took place at the prize distribution ceremony of a high school where …

The Bailiff’s Bootsoles: There was a bailiff in Polevaya once called Severyan Kondratych. Eh, what a ruffian he was, what a ruffian! They’d never known the like since there’d been mines and mills there. A hound, he was, and worse. A wild beast. The Bailiff’s Bootsoles: Pavel Bazhov He knew little enough about the work, but when it came to …

The Song of The River: It was summer time in the high valley. Ghungroo drew a deep breath. The bells on her ankles tinkled as she tossed back her wavy tresses…and trickled out of the melting snows of the great mountains. The Song of The River: Nita Berry It was no wonder really that the little river was called Ghungroo, …

Two Little Sparrows: “Cheap-cheap!” The shrill cries woke Nandita up. She switched on her bedside lamp. There was a fluttering. Wings whizzed past above her head. “Oh, it is you!” Nandita called out to the two sparrows perched above the window curtain. “It is too early to chirp. Let me sleep!” One of the sparrows blinked a mischievous eye. Then …

The new tenant who had come to Flat 4C was a smuggler. Ratan was sure of that. The man had straight, black brows and when he smiled, which was seldom, he showed teeth that were crooked. ‘Just like the villain in the film Moti Moti,’ thought Ratan. And was this all his furniture? One cot, a table, two chairs and …