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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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Stora and the Sleepless Demon

This is Stora – the story-loving girl.

Cute little kid reading Halloween story book

Stora never sleeps without listening to 2 stories every night.

“Stora, it’s bedtime”

“No ma. Not yet. It’s storytime”

And mom would tell the stories of

 babies with long tails and a monkies with no tails.


“Okay, story finished. Now close your eyes and sleep. Bedtime.”

“No ma. Not yet. One more story please.”

And mom would tell the story of a fish who hated swimming and a bird who wished he didn’t have feathers.

                                                                                                                         Zzz…. Zzz….

The stories would put Stora to sleep. And she would dream of tail-less

 monkeys and tailed babies; flying fish and birds with fins.

And she would smile in her sleep.

Sometimes even giggle.


One day, Stora had gone too far playing hide and seek with friends. She never realized she had gone too far into the jungle.


It was as dark as her bathroom at night with lights off.

She held her hands in front of her. It was so dark that she could not even see her hands!

She kept walking until she could see a faint light at a distance.

Stora ran towards the light.

There she saw something that made her eyes go wide.



A huge, ugly, big-toothed demon!

Stora held her breath and turned to run away but…

“Stop there! Caught you.”

The demon giggled.

“Come here, girl. Come near. Let me have a look at you” said the demon.

Stora trembled from head to toe.

Stock Illustrations: Cartoon Illustration Of Kawaii Style Cute Little Surprised

“L-ll-l-let me go, please. I won’t tell anyone about you. Promise.”

“O come here, i said. Right away” ordered the demon.

He picked Stora up in her hands and brought her closer. Stora’s hair blew as if in a storm when he breathed out.

Ah, pretty girl. Vy you tremblin?’

Y-y-you are going to gobble me up, aint you?

Huh? Gobble you up? Hey what made you think so? Ah, is it because i am a demon? Hmm.. Don’t blame you. Demons do eat up humans. But you know what? I am a vegetarian. Yes.

Stora stared at him open-mouthed.

A monkey with no tail, an anti-swimming fish, a bird that doesn’t fly, and now a demon that doesn’t eat flesh!!  What has happen to the 


“But I have a problem. I can’t sleep. I have not slept for years, you know. The last time I slept was when I was …. In my mom’s lap.”


With that, the demon started crying, howling, wailing.

Stora could not see him howling. He got uglier and scarier while crying.

“So, you want me to help you sleep. Is that what you want?”

“Amm.. Not really. I am getting bored sitting alone all night. I want you to talk to me. That’s all.”

Stora thought for a minute.

I must help him. He just needs a friend. He’s not a bad demon

So, Stora like her mother, started telling stories to entertain him.

She told him the story of the elephant that entered the sugarcane field at midnight so that he could eat as much as he can and run away. He ate his heart’s fill and silently tip-toed out of the field. He had reached the corner of the field when, something rose up his stomach, to his throat, till his mouth and ….. Burrrrpp….

He spent the rest of his life working for the farmers.

The demon laughed and laughed. He had laughed for the first time in many years.

Then Stora told the story of a little boy who changed places with a kangaroo’s joey and spent the day jumping.

Then a whale who wished he could play hide-and-seek with small fish and never get caught. But……


The demon was fast asleep. Stora knew his friend won’t wake up for days now. He is sleeping after a looong time.

And look, the sun is up and she can easily see her way out of the jungle.

Stora kissed her friend goodbye and left for home happily.

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The Tale of a Tail

Once upon a storytime, there lived two best friends. Both of them had many things in common.

One was as cute as the other, as naughty as the other and as clever as the other.

Both had two big eyes, one big smile, and a big appetite
for cakes and bananas.

But they were different in one thing. One had a long tail. The other did not.


Because one was a monkey and the other was a human baby.

They played together, ate together and slept together. When mom called they raced to home together. But the monkey always won. Because he could so easily jump from one tree to the other. He hung by his tail from the tree and swung to and fro. The baby watched. He was fascinated by the monkey’s tail.

monkey on tree

But the monkey wished he didn’t have this ugly, rope like thing sticking out of his bum. Kids teased him. As he slept, they pulled his tail and ran away. Once they tied some fireworks on his tail. That was the worst day of his life. Oh. What a horror!
One day, the baby said to the monkey.

“I wish I had a tail like you. I could swing from trees, hang upside down without falling. It would have been so much fun.”

“Huh! You want a tail. Oh. You have no idea, what a burden it is. I wish I could get rid of it, somehow.” The monkey whined.

“Hey, what are you saying? You don’t like your tail? It’s the most amazing part of your body!”

“Yeah right. Why don’t you spend a day with a tail sticking out of your bum? And I stay free?”

The monkey was kidding at that time. But after a while, they actually decided to swap the tail!

So now the monkey is tail-less. And the baby has a long tail.

tailless monkeytail wala baby

A day passed. Both of them had real fun. The baby played on trees and monkey slept without any disturbance.

After 3 days, they both met each other. But they were not happy!

“You were right. This is a terrible thing. I can’t sleep on my back. It hurts. It is so hard to manage it. As I walk, it knocks down ten things. Mom said if I don’t behave, she would roll my tail and make a bun the way she does with her hair.  And I am tired of playing on trees.” complained the baby.


“Actually, I think you were right. My tail is the most amazing part of my body. Without my tail, I am no longer a monkey. The other day I was hopping from tree to tree. And I slipped. If I had my tail, I could have hung to the tree. I fell and broke my crown. I miss it so much.”

So the two friends swapped the tail once again. And this time, both of them were very happy being what they are and having what they have.


It’s a tale of a tail,

That could never go stale

And you could tell it to generations

Of kids male or female

Tell that kid in nappy

Who doesn’t seem happy

Thinks that eight-legged spider

Is the one he wishes to copy

Or envies the giraffe with a long-neck 

Or the elephant overturning a truck

  Or the birds on the mango tree

   With all the rights to pluck

                                              But never prides the hands

                                               Or the legs on which he stands

                                                  And never thanks the almighty 

                                                  For the brain with which he plans

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The Ugly Rhino (age 2 to 5)

Renno, the rhinoceros was a new student in the class. 

So, he was sitting alone in a bright orange chair.

The new school was big. It had see-saws and slides. It had so many classrooms. And so many kids to make friends with. Renno was excited.

Just then he saw a rabbit sitting alone like him. He was a beautiful rabbit. He had milky white skin and long ears. He had a pink nose and big black eyes. Renno thought, he must be a new student like me. Let me go and ask him to be my friend.

Suddenly, Jeremy, the giraffe, entered the class. He was the class teacher.

“Attend to your roll calls, children” said he.

Then he called the children one by one by their names. Renno listened and memorized every student’s name.

There was Anna, the anteater , Buffy, the baboon  

Esho, the elephant   ….Katie, the kangaroo ,

Pancy, the porcupine   and Rusty the rabbit .


Renno was happy that he now knows the name of his soon-to-be-friend. After the class, Renno went to Rusty rabbit and gave him his hand.

“Hi Rusty, I am Renno. I saw that you are sitting alone. And how wonderful it is that our names start with the same letter, R! Let’s be friends”, said Renno with a big smile. But instead of giving a smile back, Rusty rabbit started laughing.

“Look at you! What an ugly thing you are! I have seen animals with horns but I have never seen a horn on the nose. Ha Ha. And what’s with your skin? It is hard as a rock! And so dark. Eew!” mocked Rusty.  

“I-I am a rhino. And rhinos are like this. They have a horn on their nose and have hard dark skin. What can I do?” Renno was holding back his tears. Mom has told that big rhino’s never cry.

“Humph, then go and be friends with ugly rhinos like you. I am happy sitting alone than sit with ugly creatures like you” Rusty was full of arrogance. 

Rusty had soft, white skin. He was proud of that.

Renno reached home and burst into tears. He fell on his bed and cried hard.

Mom came hurrying from the kitchen.

“Renno, what’s the matter. Wasn’t your first day at school good?” she was worried.

“No. I won’t go to this school again. Never. I will never go to any school. Why am I so ugly? Why do I have a hard, black skin (sob)? Why do I have a horn on the nose? The rabbits don’t have it. The mice, the porcupines, the elephants and anteaters don’t have it. Then why me?”

“Because that’s a gift from God to us, my love. We must thank him for whatever we have. God gives every creature the things he would need to live in this world. ”

“I hate this gift. It’s a useless gift.” Renno cried harder than ever.

Mom knew he would ultimately learn that the gifts from God are never useless.

Few days passed. Renno was going to school with his head drooping. And he was walking very slow. School was no more interesting after that day.

He saw Rusty walking ahead of him. Renno’s heart sank.

Just then, out of nowhere a leopard pounced on Rusty. Renno was taken aback.

As the leopard held tight the rabbit, his soft skin was pierced and blood oozed out. Renno got scared. In a minute the leopard would tear apart Rusty.

He came running towards the leopard and pushed the leopard back with his horn. The leopard winced in pain.

In rage, the leopard jumped on the rhino and tried to tear his skin.

Alas, the leopard’s nails broke and fell. He tried to bite him. But his teeth fell off too!

The leopard fled in agony.

Renno, then lifted the bleeding Rusty rabbit and took him to the doctor.

Rusty was alright in a few days. He had had his lesson. 

He apologised to Renno and said, “Renno, you are not ugly. You are blessed.”



A a nose with a horn,

Or a body with thorns,

The changing colours of the skin,

Or furs thick or thin.


Some with a shell,

Or with a great sense of smell

Some can even hip-hop,

For days without a single water drop.


Don’t crib, don’t fret,

You are as lucky as you can get.

God’s love for you is pure,

So you must know this for sure,


That life’s a pleasant surprise,

It’s a blessing in disguise.


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Happiness got crowned! (age 5 to 10)

Once upon a storytime, the onions used to be round. Perfectly round. Round like perfect spheres. Like balls. Like globes. Like oranges. You got it?

I mean, there were no pointed crowns on them like the onions these days have.

Onion these days (with pointed crowns)

Among the round onions, there was an onion called ‘Happy’. Happy was a happy onion.

The onion called 'Happy'

He loved to laugh, smile and have fun. And most of all, he always wanted to be surrounded by happy faces.

But alas! He had always seen people cry while cutting onions!

He hated that!

“Why do we make people cry?” said he, in front of the whole onion society.

He decided to do something to clear the reputation of onions. He researched on the good things that onions come loaded with.

He read a lot of books. Talked to a number of scholars, doctors and knowledgeable people.


The scholars praised the onions for coming with so many benefits.

Happy was pleasantly surprised at the benefits of onions. They were so many!!

But the scholars told Happy that onions come with something called Sulphur. And that makes eyes itch and water.

“That means I can do nothing about it?” Happy became sad.


He had to accept that onions are bad for a happy, smiling face.

“Wait a minute, Happy. You do make eyes water, but that doesn’t mean you are bad for us! Watering of eyes actually cleans them, washing out dust, dirt and other particles. So, when people cry while cutting onions, it’s actually good for them.”

Happy jumped with delight!

“We make food taste better. We are full of Vitamin C and Flavonoids. We make healthy soups and stews. We also help maintain healthy bones. We give them so many reasons to smile. I don’t think anyone would mind watery eyes for a while, when even that is going to do good!” said Happy happily.

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The scholars were impressed with Happy’s effort to get a good name for the onion community.

“You acted like a true leader, Happy. Very good.”

“You always try to keep everyone smiling, like a clown. So, here you go.”

They crowned him with a little peak on his head.

onion crowned (2)

Interestingly, the crown looked like a clown’s cap!

Since then, the descendants of Happy were born proud and smiling with a clown’s crown on their heads.

I saw a pretty lass

Bullied by a crass

I found her in tears

God knows in what fears

I felt bad, I felt sad,

Still managed to smile a tad,

Then I smiled a little more

To make her feel better, to make her feel secure

I wish I could make her laugh

If only she wasn’t so put off

I could tell her some jokes

Of those funny foolish folks

But I still gave a try

Started by offering an egg fry

To my surprise, my efforts paid off

What followed were a smile and a laugh

Of course I made someone feel good

Did something that everyone should

But it was actually me who had found

A friend so wise, so sound

She was happy, so was I

That’s how happiness takes you high

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New Year Resolutions (Age 5 and above)

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Suraj was struggling with a diary and a pen in his hands. It’s been 15 days since the start of the New Year and he still hasn’t jotted down his resolutions!

‘Avni says she has a list of 5 resolutions already! And Riona has 12 of them. One for each month! Prajwal is also boasting of his long list of resolutions in the class. I am the only one with none” muttered Suraj as his mother entered the room.


“So you are at it all over again? Hmm. Can I see or is it going to be a secret like the past years?” said mom.

“Mom, the year has long started and I still don’t have my list of resolutions. I will have to make a list of things I will do this year and I will make sure mine is the longest in the class.”

Mom smiled. Actually, it was something between a smile and a laugh.

“My dear son, do you remember resolutions you had last year? Would you like to share that with me?”

Suraj hesitated. After all, it was an unsaid rule. You must not disclose your resolutions to anyone, especially to your parents. And with friends too, it’s the number that matters. All that matters to Suraj right now, is to beat Prajwal’s number. 15 resolutions, already! Whoa!

But then if it’s about the past year, there’ no harm sharing that with mom.

“I had a list of 8 resolutions last year. I don’t remember all of them, but some of them were- to have a huge collection of batman stickers, to learn to fly kites, to catch Santa red-handed while he tries to slip my gift under the Christmas tree… hmm.. that’s all I can remember.

“Okay. Interesting, I must say. And how many of them were you able to accomplish by the end of the year?”

“Hmm.. I had collected around 6 stickers in the first month itself. I took them to school to show them to my friends.  And that day they got stolen!!”

“Oh. I am sorry. Then?” inquired mom.

“Then I kinda.. lost interest.” Said Suraj. He then hastily explained. “It wasn’t easy to start from scratch in this age of competition, you know. Everybody’s looking for them and my chances of getting my hands on them were very bleak. Trust me, mom.”

“O yes, dear. I do. So tell me about the year prior to that. What did you resolved to do then?”

“Oh, hasn’t it been too long? I don’t remember most of them. I guess, I wanted to have a makeover for my room, with a basket fitted on the wall for my basketball practice, and I wanted to write good stories everyday.”

“And no basketball net or a room makeover thing happened that year, or even two year hence.” Mom asked inquisitively.

“You know what mom. I just completely forgot talking to you or dad about the room renovation. That’s what too much of homework does to you.” Complained Suraj

“Yeah. I understand. But I am really curious to read your stories, honey. Won’t you let me read some of those?”

“Mom, I could write not more than two stories. But I don’t remember where kept the notepad.” Said Suraj trying to remember.

“Hmm. I see. So that means, none of the resolutions made so far were accomplished” said mom pensively.

Mom stood up and faced Suraj. Suraj knew immediately that mom’s going to take things in her hands now.

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Mom started, “Listen son. Taking resolutions is not a game you can play. It is not the newly bought PS3 game you can boast among your friends. Resolutions are the promises you make to yourself, in order to make yourself a better person.”

Suraj listened. He had known the definition of resolutions, but perhaps he had forgotten it.

Mom continued. “There are few ruled to resolutions. I am sure you would like to learn them first and share them with your friends. It’s a list too. So I guess, tomorrow you are going to take a list to school anyways.”

  • It was never about numbers- make resolutions that would help you be a better person in a span of 12 months. Learn new things, take up new hobbies, pleasantly surprise the people you love, acquire new skills… resolutions should be about these things and the like. Not about ‘how many’ you made and forgot the very next day!


  • Don’t be in a rush to take resolutions. Before making that ‘list’, take your time to think. You can have as less as just ‘one’ resolution that is interesting and worthwhile enough for you to carry on for the entire year. So never mind if it has been 15 days already. Think before you list down your promises to yourself.

  • Before making a new list, check if you have fulfilled the ones made the year that went by. If you haven’t, you should consider carrying the same down for another year.

  • One should never overpromise to oneself. Take small strides at a time. Make resolutions that are doable

  • Never compare yourself with others. You should feel the rivalry in the fact that your friend is able to carry on his resolution longer than you could. But you should never push yourself for something just because someone else does it.

  • Last but not the least, resolutions should also be about things you would ‘not’ do in an year. So, how about chucking out some bad habits this year?

Suraj was glad he shared his problem with mom. All this while, he had been getting it all wrong!

Little Boy Clip Art

So, the next day Suraj went to school with his own set of resolutions. Actually, a pair.

a)      To do: Learn something new every day. Special emphasis on – story writing and kite flying

b)      Not to do: Lose interest in things mid-way and leave things incomplete.

bye                 I promise to be nicer,

I promise to behave,

As I bid the year adieu

With a kiss and a wave.


I am sorry for some things I did

And for some things left undone

Like sticking bubblegums under the table

And ignoring homework weighing a ton.


I won’t spend my study time

Staring at the pages or snoring

And think that copying answers in exams

is the real act of sharing.


Dear New Year, welcome

Tell me, how do you do?

I have a list of resolutions

As a New Year gift for you.

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It’s the world, sir,

Not my maths class,

Where I keep counting the minutes,

till the lessons last.


Did you know the time

When the world was born,

You still are guessing,

You can keep guessing on.


But it was as smooth

And patient, sir

As a crawling snail

Or a moving glacier


Then how do you think,

You will know,

When it’s gonna be

The end of the show?


What? A calendar?

Is that the reason you worry?

C’mon, there are better things to think about

Like that chocolate tart topped with cherry

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