Category: Young Writers

  • Chhota Bheem And The Two Giants

    Chhota Bheem And The Two Giants

    (Saksham, 7, writes a story inspired by strength and wit of Chhota Bheem) Once upon a time in a place called Botakpur lived two giants. There was one big giant and a small giant. One day when the giants were going for a walk they saw many people walking with guns. The giants thought that the people…

  • The Frosty Night

    The Frosty Night

    (A beautiful poem by eleven year old Devanshi.) Beside the frosty river in the starry sky, Stands a lonely star tree, Shimmering with crystals, White blanket covers the land, A gleaming breeze blows by, Dim silhouettes form, As wolves howl deeply, The moon shivers and the earth lights up with a soft glow, As the sparkling…

  • Dogs

    Dogs

    (Esha, 9 writes an adorable poem about her favourite pet.) Aren’t they amazing, the dogs. They look quite different from hedgehogs. They like chewing bones. They don’t like playing with stones. Dogs are the most wonderful pet. They go to the vet when they are ill or hurt, I bet. Every dog looks different I…

  • An Eagle Without Wings

    An Eagle Without Wings

    (An emotional poem by Ansh, 11, about a flightless eagle that meets a tragic end.) A soaring bird glided through the noon sky, Another watched helplessly with a mournful sigh, Thus he could not fly only fiddle with things, An eagle without wings. A victim snapped in another’s beak, But one just hungrily sat like…

  • Missing Sparrows

    Missing Sparrows

    (Ayesha, 7, voices her concern about cute little sparrows that are disappearing fast.) I love to see house sparrows, They stay in my bird house which is narrow, I love to feed them with a sparrow spoon, They come and rest in the afternoon, I put an arrow on the bird house so that they…

  • My Family

    My Family

    ( Eight year old Kavya, for sure loves and respects her family very much. A lovely poem written by her to show her gratitude.) My mum is the best, My dad is the best, They made me live in a house and not in a nest, They help me a lot, And serve me food fresh…

  • The Perfect Dress

    The Perfect Dress

    (A dreamy story by seven year old Rhea) It is my birthday tomorrow. I have been waiting for it all year long. I could not bear the excitement. Till sometime back all I could think was about my birthday party. I wondered “what kind of surprise party will I have? what flavour cake will I…

  • Light

    Light

    ( This lovely poem is written by nine year old Devina) Light, Light everywhere… In a candle, in a torch, in a star which is in the night. Oh what a wonderful sight, Sunlight, starlight, moonlight. Light, light, light… All come in the category of light, Light fights dark with all its might. Enemy of…

  • A Life Without Problems

    A Life Without Problems

    (Problems – good thing or bad? Eight year old Kaavya tells us what she feels.) A life without problems might seem loads of fun. Everything would be very easy, but easy things are boring too. I would never get sick and I would never get lost. I love mystery movies and if there are no…

  • My Little Brother

    My Little Brother

    (This endearing post is written by Shreya who is 9 years old) I love my little brother. I love him first, no one other. He is very kind and he has a sharp mind. We spend lots of time with each other, and always love to sleep together. Things are fun when he is around,…

  • The Tooth Fairy

    The Tooth Fairy

    (An inspirational story by nine year old Esha) Once there lived a fairy called Twinkle Tips. She was a tooth fairy. Every night she used to go to children’s homes to check if they had kept their tooth under the pillow for her to collect. This was a lot of work for Twinkle Tips. Once…

  • The Elephant

    The Elephant

    (This cute and funny poem is written  by Ishan who is nine years old.) The elephant  is my favourite mammal, It is very strong, It’s tusks are made of ivory and enamel, And its trunk is very long. An elephant eats a lot of grass, Only then he can fill his large tummy, I’m sure…