GOD’S PRECIOUS GIFT
Kaavya Singhal, Class-7, The Srijan School Now, God could take a sigh of relief. He had completed the world. But he found one thing missing in his precious …
RAIN
It’s raining in the town, Pitter, patter the droplets drop down, The frogs, the peacocks all come out, The children play and shout. You see umbrellas …
THE SPARROW
Where have all the sparrows gone? Where are the little birds? The high rise buildings and concrete houses, Their numbers has reduced. The flights are rarely …
MY JOURNEY-NEWSPAPER
We wake up from our slumber as the vendor roles, ties and skillfully toss us in the air and we slap against the wall with a bang. It’s good morning for all. …
A SHOE
I am a beauty, The holy grail of shoes, Saving soles is my duty, I’m covered in blue hue. I can carry a man to the point of no return, I’m …
MY BEST FRIEND
My best friend’s name is Yachna. She is a lovely girl. She is good in studies and I borrow her copies to note down all the work. She is a kind and sweet …
MY SUNDAY ROUTINE
I get up late on Sundays and keep sleeping until my father wakes me up for a lovely breakfast. Every Sunday, my mother makes channa poori and fresh juice or …