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Twelve year old Anil had just finished his breakfast when he heard his name being called. He came out. It was Azhar his best friend. “Have you heard Anil?” “Heard what Ajju?” Anil sighed and asked. It was Azhar’s habit to start every conversation with a question. “Someone is trying to destroy our Park and build a shopping complex in …

The festival of Vesak takes place in May, at a time when the full moon seems to shine with special brightness and splendor. It is a feast in honor of the Lord Buddha, and people’s hearts are filled with fervor as they flock to their temples to honor him. They bring offerings of milk-and-rice gruel and long thin sticks of …

“Kiran, what have you on your ears?” “Bangles,” she said pushing aside the wayward locks from her ears. “What? Bangles on your ears?” And he saw for himself the two bangles around her ears. “Yes. Where else shall I wear them?” Bangles On The Ears: Classic Story in English Kiran was still very innocent. Not innocent as the world knows …

Pradeep decided that they would use electrical lights in multicolored to decorate the house for the festival. “How many days to Deepavali?” Pradeep asked his dad. “Four,” said Dad without looking up from the newspaper. “Oh… ho… we don’t have much time. We have to decorate the house with colorful electrical bulbs and multicolored string lights.” “I think it would …

The next morning in Gokul (Uttar Pradesh, India), the word spread that Nanda had a little boy and he was named Krishna. Now Kansa knew that his would be slayer was still alive and was in Gokul, so he summoned a wicked demoness name Putana. He ordered Putana to go to Gokul and kill every baby born in the month …

Bibiji, my neighbour, a warm, attractive woman in her early thirties, is fond of odd, macabre stories, most of which have their setting in her village near Mathura (Uttar Pradesh, India). The other night Bibiji launched into an account of various types of ghosts she had known – the ghosts of immoral women – churels -who appeared naked with their …

A little boy called Dhon lived in a hut with his mother, in a small village in Assam. Every evening Dhon’s mother went to a nearby jungle to fetch firewood. When she was away, Dhon would play in the garden. Everyday, before leaving, she would tell Dhon, “I am going to bring firewood, son. Do not go out. Play near …

Once upon a time – of all the good days in the year, on Christmas Eve – old Scrooge sat busy in his counting-house. It was cold, bleak, biting weather: foggy withal: and he could hear the people in the court outside, go wheezing up and down, beating their hands upon their breasts, and stamping their feet upon the pavement …

The House of Modiglia, importers of silks, was one of the famous business establishments in Seville, Spain. The two brothers Yaakov and Reuven del Modiglia had inherited it from their father, who received a special scroll from the king of Spain – praising him for his contribution to the development of overseas trade. Their widowed mother Donna Rachela del Modiglia …

Cheeku was on cloud nine when his editor Mr. Bolu Bear asked him to get ready for an assignment on birds inhabiting North America. Cheeku worked as a Special Correspondent with the Jungle Times. This was his first trip to North America. Having packed his bag and baggage, he flew off to the place. While strolling beside a lake, he …