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Golden Bubblegum

  The chairs were placed in a horseshoe formation in the society compound.       The residents of ‘Sabarmati Heights Society’ were going to have a society meeting today,in which no resident wanted to take part in.          Miss Ruby(or Mademoiselle Ruby, as she preferred to be called)was sitting on a separate chair,facing all the empty chairs in front of her.She was very fat and despised by almost everyone in the building,her infamous behaviour being very famous.Her foolish nephew,who was around the age of twenty,still behaved like a child.He now sat beside her,crying while blowing his nose repeatedly on an already dirty handkerchief.         The residents of the building came down,one-by-one,and they took a seat reluctantly.Miss Ruby’s evil face twisted into a fake smile every time a member took seat. ‘So my dear residents,’Miss Ruby said in a fake,sweet voice which nobody liked. ‘Up to no good,for sure,’Mr. Rajan muttered under his breath. ‘As you all know,I called this meeting becau
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The nightly sound of the crickets

  With age,comes the stories of the past mysteries and old scandals. Age itself is a very mysterious thing. Mr.Richard Raymonds was a very old man,living in a village.He had toiled hard for nearly the whole of his life and now,at the age of eighty-five,he was enjoying his much deserved retirement.He lived up in the cold hills in a cottage with his cook.           But even though he was a bachelor,he wasn’t very lonely.Every evening,children climbed up the hill to hear stories of the past scandals and mysteries which were probably forgotten by almost everybody. ‘Oho!Here comes my gossip party!’Mr.Richard said jovially as he saw the children walking towards him. ‘But uncle,we are bored listening to your folk tales.Tell us about the old scandals like you used to do before,‘complained Raju as he sat on the veranda. ‘As you say,’Mr. Richard said,patting his tummy.He noticed that Tamanna was looking disturbed. ‘What’s the matter?’asked Mr. Richard,in concern. ‘Oh it is Rohan.He was such an a
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Time

It runs,it gallops,it flies with the wind, It goes away like a free bird. It stops for nothing and nobody, But it does makes itself heard. Through the fields and above the trees, It rules over the whole universe. Dancing among the flowers and leaves, It goes ahead but never on the reverse. It never ages, But only changes, Overturning luck and bad phases. With a soft touch of its ageless hands, It wrinkles people’s young faces. Though invisible,it is undeterred. Time does makes itself clearly heard.
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THE FIRE OF ENVY

  Cook your gruel on your fire of jealousy, it cooks faster. Wow, what a proverb I have made! But is it a proverb or a scientific topic? Whatever it may be, what an achievement it is for me! Probably, I would get the Guinness World of Records for the greatest discovery. It will be really superb to show-off my Guinness World of Record to the rest of the students in my nursery. A four year old getting the award is unusual, but who cares? Only if I knew how to convert envy into fire, then my gruel would cook the quickest on my fire. "So w hat are you dreaming?’ my mother demanded breaking into my precious thoughts. Parents always interrupt at the wrong time. ‘Nothing,’ I lied as we reached the shoe shop. Not any shoe shop, it was a famous shoe shop.                  I proudly strutted inside, while surreptitiously craning my neck to see if any passer-byes  were watching me enter such a famous, high-class and posh shop. Unfortunately, all were so preoccupied that nobody noticed. What
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more Poems from Akshara

T HE COV-HEROS……. We get so much of time during this lock down , But we only moan and frown, That economy will fall in a blink. But   do we ever pause to think? There are people who don’t have a grain of rice to lick, That people who are affected by   the pandemic. They constantly have their tummy grumbling, But the sight of their will power is truly humbling. They are the people who will save us from this calamity, They will fight the virus with humanity. They are the daily wagers and the farmers, They will fight with will-power filled swords and armours. They will lift the economy when it will be in zeros, ALL HAIL FOR THE COV-HEROS !
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QUESTIONS WITH GRANDPA

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There are two characters, grandpa and his granddaughter Shashi. 1. WHY CAN’T TREES MOVE ?  It was the first question Shashi asked. “It was a long time back when trees could move. But they were mischief-makers. They used to poke animals with their thorns or whack animals with their branches.So all animals went to the good witch 🧙‍♀️ of the forest   and told their troubles. The good witch enchanted the roots of the trees and they couldn’t move. She cursed them that they will be troubled until they do something good to compensate with the trouble they stirred.”said grandpa. “ But what good did the trees do?” asked Shashi , puzzled. “They give us oxygen and take in carbon dioxide. So it won’t be long before they start walking again.” explained grandpa. “I can’t wait for it !” exclaimed Shashi.  2. WHY IS THE MOON IN THE SKY?  Asked Shashi . “Long back there was no moon. People were afraid of the dark nights for witches , evil   spirits prowled in the dark. So, god made
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Poetry By Akshara

Akshara  has also written some poetry and they are as in the cosy corner to the left or you can click the link below 1)  Believe in Yourself    2) The Fair Maiden 3) Nature 
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