9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Nature Nature : This life is not fair. We have no time to sit and stare. We have no time these days to watch the cows. We only have time to browze. You watch the sky with flying flight. Why don’t you watch the same sky with stars […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Nature Nature : Look at the sunshine “What a beautiful day!” Under the trees “We can run and play.” Yet we pollute nature. What will happen to it in the future? By cutting down trees and animals How long is Mother Earch going to live? Nature is getting […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

Mystery of the Talking Fan Mystery of the Talking Fan : Is there a ceiling fan in the room where you are sitting now? Is the fan quiet or noisy? If it is noisy, you may be sure it is a distant relative of the ‘talking fan’ in […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Shadow My Shadow : Do you know whenever there is light someone follows you? Have you ever wondered who it is? I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me. And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Papa Waltz My Papa Waltz : The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was not easy. We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; My mother’s countenance Could not unfrown itself. The hand […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Mother at Sixty-Six My Mother at Sixty-Six : Driving from my parent’s home to Cochin last Friday morning, I saw my mother, beside me, doze, open mouthed, her face ashen like that of a corpse and realised with pain that she was as old as she looked […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Mother My Mother : There are hundreds of sheep inj the farm. There are hundreds of birds flying in the sky. There are hundreds of children in our India. But only one Mother in the whole world… By Abhisheha Muthusamy – Chennai – India

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Kitten My Kitten : My kitten walks on velvet feet And makes no sound at all. And in the doorway nightly sits To watch the darkness fall. UNKNOWN AUTHOR The word POETRY originates from a Greek word meaning TO MAKE. A poet is thus a maker and […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Dream My Dream : ONCE in the dream of a night I stood Lone in the light of a magical wood… Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang… And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang… And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed, And spirits […]

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9 Nov 2014
Nov 9 2014

My Daddy My Daddy : I love my daddy. He is my favourite. He plays with me. And takes care of me. He takes me out. And buys me what I want. He also loves me very much. By R.V. Akshitha – Chennai – India

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