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The Problem with Nicknames

When Nonu was born, his parents named him Nonu.

Nonu liked his name, because he smiled whenever someone called him by that name.

When momma asked – “who’s my brave lil’ boy?”

He cried- “NONU!”

When dadda asked- “Who will have the biggest chunk of cake?”

He exclaimed- “NONU!”

Nonu was enjoying his days with momma, dadda, granny and granpa.


Everyone was looking for him all day.

“Where’s lil Nonu?”

“What will Nonu like for snack time?”

One day, when Nonu was running after a bright yellow butterfly, who looked so much like Granny in her bright yellow saree, he heard momma calling out to him.

“Nonu, rise and shine. It’s your first day at school.”

Nonu rubbed his eyes, and found him in his bed beside Tim, his teddy.

Momma said again, “Nonu, it’s your first day at school? It’s going to be amazing!”

Nonu wasn’t sure. It just doesn’t sound good, ‘school’!

Momma dressed him in his favorite Popeye tee and grey shorts with three big pockets.

Granpa put one candy in each of the pockets. And Granny planted a sweet kiss on his cheek.

Dadda started the car and off they went.

In a few minutes, momma said goodbye to Nonu and before he could say anything, she hurried off.

Nonu’s lips quivered.


What’s happening? Where’s he? And who are these people. Some looked like his momma, but smiled his granny. They all seemed to love him.

Suddenly, one of the women smiled at him and said, “Neil, would you like to come with me to the garden? We have some really beautiful red flowers.”

Nonu was even more confused.

Was she talking to me? Who’s Neil?

Nonu quickly looked away. He looked all around for his mother. He would burst into cries when he’ll see her, he thought. But she’s not here.

Then he heard it again.

“Neil, come join us for snacks.”

This time it was somebody else. Nonu didn’t know what to do.

But then he saw what the woman was pointing at. Cakes!

Nonu never says no to cakes. So he joined in. But with the last bite of cake, he started missing momma again.

“Neil, momma will be back soon. Let’s play on the swings till then,” said the woman again.

Now, Nonu got angry. This school thingy is not working for him.

They can’t even get my name right.

 Nonu had just reached the slide, when momma called him out.

“Having fun, Neil?”

Nonu was surprised. How is it even…?

 On the way back, momma told Nonu that Neil is his real name.






“What’s Nonu, then?”

“Hmm, that’s your pet name, son.”

“But, I don’t have a pet!

“I mean, that’s your nickname.”

“Now who’s Nick?”


“Urrgh… anyways did you like your school?”

“Not at all. I am not going to that place from tomorrow.

I want to stay with granny.”


“Don’t call me that!”



………And the argument went on.


What’s your petname….I mean, nickname…err..

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The ‘Pumpking’ Soup

King Sondumal was just like his name. Always sleepy and lazy. He had a huge kingdom but he didn’t try to make it rich, strong or happy. People came to him with their problems, but they were always sent back saying the king was resting.


King Sondumal’s kingdom was in a bad condition. People were poor and unhappy. But do you know who was the unhappiest person in the kingdom? It was the royal cook. He worked hard to grind the spices, cut the vegetables, cook them into rich curries, but the king never liked what he cooked. Everyone else loved what he cooked. But it was just the king who never even finished his meals.


“What a tasteless curry! You call yourself the royal cook? You don’t know how to make a simple potato curry. Take it away”, the king would shout and go back to bed.

The cook prepared the next meal with even more dedication. But it was impossible to please the king.

One day the cook had an idea. He went to the king and said, “My Lord, I want to treat you to the tastiest meal in the world.”

The king made a face. “ You cannot make a simple

“ You cannot make a simple daal and you talk about treating me to the tastiest meal?”

“Yes my lord, trust me. Pumpkin soup- it’s the tastiest meal in the world.”

“Would someone take this madman away? or should I throw him in the jail? Pumpkin soup is the most tasteless thing in the world. Do you understand?” yelled the king in frustration.

The cook was unafraid. He said, “What if I prove you wrong? I have a ‘pumpking’ growing in my garden.”

“A pumpking? What’s that??” asked the king.

“It’s a royal pumpkin and the tastiest breed of pumpkin. It’s so royal that when anyone who is not a king touches it, it rots immediately. So all I want from you is to go to my garden and bring that ‘pumpking’. I will make you a soup so yummy that you would want it every day. If I fail, you can put me in the jail.”

The king was surprised at his confidence. And he was curious about this ‘pumpking’ growing in his garden. So he agreed.

He called for his chariot.

“My lord, you cannot take a horse or a charioteer with you. They are not kings. The king has to go alone to the garden and pick the pumpking”, said the cook.

So the king walked towards the cook’s home. He found that the cook lives uphill. He started climbing the hill on foot. In just 15 minutes he was sweating and panting heavily. And the cook’s home was still far.



The king kept walking and walking for 2 more hours and reached the cook’s home at the top of the hill. He found the ‘pumpking’ in his garden.  It was huge. He picked it and carried it back to his palace.

The ‘pumpking’ was too heavy and the road was too long. The king walked for another 2.5 hours before he reached his palace.

He was fuming.

“Now if you don’t make a good meal out of this, I am going to kill you,” said the king.

The cook went inside and quickly made the ‘pumpking’ soup- bland and tasteless.

He served it in the royal bowl to the king who was very tired and hungry.

As soon as he saw the soup, he gulped it down.


“I can’t believe this! This is definitely tastier than anything I have tasted till now,” declared the king.

And then he asked for two more bowls of ‘pumpking’ soup.

The cook was happy. Back in the kitchen, the cook’s helpers tasted the soup.

“There’s no salt! It tastes horrible,” said the helpers.

“I told you, it’s a royal pumpkin. Only the kings will find it tasty”, said the cook smiling to himself.


But kids, you are smart. You know the truth, right? The king worked hard for the first time. He walked for hours carrying the pumpkin on his shoulders, got tired and hungry. So he found even the saltless pumpkin soup tasty. Those who work hard, enjoy their meals the most.


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The Messy Mane

Once upon a storytime,

There was a lion, bad and big.

He loved tearing to pieces

Rabbits, deer and pigs.lion.png


He had big, bad eyes,

Round and red,

And big, bad teeth,

Almost a hundred.


But one thing he hatedroar.png

Was his long mane,

That pricked his eyes,

And gave a lot of pain.


It was messy, dirty,

Sticky like clay,

It think his mom,

Didn’t wash it this Sunday.


One day he spotted,

A rabbit, white like snow,

He moved closer to him,

carefully and slow.



Growl! He pounced,

Like a toy with spring,

Ready to kill and eat,

That poor little thing.


Stop, o mighty king,

You are strong and fearless,

I might be weak,

But I am definitely not useless.


Ha Ha Ha! What do you think,

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Or any creature,

As small as you?


I can help you,

Tame your mane,

I know it gives you,

A lot of pain.


Really, can you do that?

The lion was taken aback.

If you help me,

You get your freedom back.



The rabbit washed

Combed and oiled

The lion’s mane was

No longer spoiled.


Then tied his mane

Into a cute tight bun

The lion said,

grooming is actually fun!



Wow! I am free,

Said the happy hare

And the lion was

Free from his dirty, messy hair.


Always be ready

To help and care.

Like this weak and small,

But helpful little hare.




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And Raghav froze in an odd stoop. He was tying his shoe laces when he heard ‘the word’.



And Tia froze open-mouthed. She was calling out to someone, when ‘the word’ hit her.openmouthed








Poor Ahsaan was about to get up after picking up his pencil, but he got stuck in an odd, uneasy squat as ‘the word’ hit him too.


3 odd human statues in the middle of a playground? Not good.

statue clearer

But, the one who enjoyed the scene the most was Arjun.

‘Statues’ was Arjun’s favorite game. He could play the game all day long. And freeze half the world.

This time too Arjun managed to freeze all three of them together. And what fun it was!

Arjun tiptoed between Ahsaan and Tia and did everything to annoy them further.

“Look Tia, a fly is going to enter your mouth. Shut it, quick.” But Tia didn’t budge.

“Chii Ahsaan, this is not the place to pottyyyy! Haven’t I been telling you to clear your bowels before coming to school? Eww!”

Then he picked up a dry grass and put it into Raghav’s nose. His nose wiggled, flared and shrank and out came a loud..


“That’s it! You cannot keep us Statue for so long. It has to be not more than a minute. You are too crazy for this stupid game. We are never going to play with you again,” screamed Raghav and all three of them stormed out of the playground.

Oh no! Would that mean Arjun could never play this game again?

Arjun tried to apologize. But Tia, Raghav and Ehsaan seem to be too angry to even listen to him.

Heartbroken, Arjun walked back home, alone. To reach his home, he had to walk through a wood.

He decided to stop for a few minutes at his favorite place.

the wishing well

In the middle of the woods, there was a very shallow well, surrounded by trees. Raghav, Ehsaan, Tia and Arjun loved playing here. Arjun sat near the well and thought, “how wonderful would it be, if I get to play Statues with my friends again. Wouldn’t it be great if I statue them tomorrow and they can’t say no?”

Just then a coin slipped out of his pocket and dropped into the shallow well.

“Oh!”, said Arjun. But there was nothing he could do. It was gone.

He got up and headed home.

The next morning, Arjun got down the bus, and the first thing he saw was Raghav standing at the gate.

Arjun could not stop himself.

“Statue!” said he. And to his pleasant surprise, Raghav stopped still.

“Hey Raghav! Thanks yaar. I knew you guys wouldn’t stay mad at me for long.”, Arjun was delighted.

“Hey guys!!” Tia called out as she came running towards them.

As she came nearer, Arjun shot the spell again, “Statue!”

And Tia stiffened. She looked as if she was ready to start a race.

“Hey Tia, you do it better than everyone else!”

Ehsaan came and said “Boo” from behind Raghav. No one, except Arjun, jumped.

As a response, Arjun said “Statue” and Ehsaan too became as still as a real statue.

“You guys are my best friends! I am so glad, I got to play with you guys again.”

“Okay guys, I won’t keep you Statue for long this time. Go ahead, ‘move’,” said Arjun.

But no one moved.

“Guys, it’s over. The bell has rung. Let’s go inside. We’ll be late for the assembly!” said Arjun.

But the three of them, didn’t move an inch.

Arjun shook, poked, tickled them, but his friends were caught in the pose. They looked just like…… statues!

Now, Arjun panicked. Something was definitely wrong. Arjun ran inside the school, straight to class III. Anya, Arjun’s sister was two years elder to Arjun. The class was waiting for its teacher. Children were laughing, talking, and flying paper airplanes. One of them was writing the date on the blackboard. It was Anya. She was the class monitor. Arjun went up to her and asked her to come out.

“Didi, you need to come with me to the school gate. My friends… something happened to them,” Arjun was breathless.

“What happened? And why are you guys still at the gate? The bell has rung a long ago!”

Arjun explained the situation in one breath.

“Arjun, enough of this non-sense. Go, back to your class, right now!” How could Anya believe such a thing!

“Didi, please come with me.” Arjun pulled Anya. Anya noticed he was almost on the verge of crying. She had to go with him.

It was only when Anya had tried all the tricks, including kicking and punching those poor statues, she realized the matter was more serious than what it looks like.

“Arjun, look at me. What have you done, boy?”

“Didi, I did nothing. I was just playing Statues with them but I don’t know how I turned them into actual statues!! Yesterday, they were annoyed with me because of this stupid game. I wished how wonderful would it be if they could never say no to my ‘statue’. Today turned worse that yesterday. My friends are never going to talk to me again.” Tears started rolling down Arjun’s cheeks.

“Wait a minute. You wished they could never say no. Where did you wish so? Don’t tell me it was near that well in the woods!” Anya had an expression that said, ‘Arjun, you are doomed’.

“Y..yes. I was exactly there when I wished so. Why?”

“Oh God, I have heard a lot of stories of wishes and prayers being answered near that well. You know what, it’s a wishing well! But for your wishes to come true, you need to put a coin in the well. I am sure, you wouldn’t have..what… did you?”

“D..didi! A coin accidentally slipped out of my pocket and went straight into the well. I didn’t know..” Arjun started wailing.

“Okay, okay, relax Arjun. We’ll make it all right. If now we know that the well makes wishes come true, things have turned easier for us, haven’t they?” Anya waited Arjun to get her point.

But Arjun was so upset, he couldn’t even think clearly.

Half an hour later, the siblings were exactly where all this started and turned so bad. The wishing well inside the woods!

Anya handed over another coin to Arjun.

Arjun gingerly stepped forward and pleaded, “O wishing well, you are great. You listen to our petty wishes and make them come true. But this time, things went a little awry. Please let me un-freeze my friends with the word ‘move’. I am nothing without them.”

With this, Arjun dropped a coin in the well.

And they ran back to the ‘statues’.

Arjun took a deep breath and said, ‘move’.

A few hours later….

Arjun opened his tiffin. Mom had packed his favorite parantha for lunch. He rolled the parantha and opened his mouth wide…


Everything froze. Arjun with his mouth wide open, his hand raised to his mouth. But the only thing that left its place was the parantha.

“Move” said Ehsaan, Raghav and Tia together with the yummy parantha stuffed in their mouths.

happy together

How I wish! How badly I wish!

My wish comes true,

That you stay with me,

Till red is red, and blue is blue!





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