Besty was a busy dog. He was hardly found sitting still in the farm-house at the foot of the alps. Besty’s day started with taking the sheep to the mountains along with Joe, the shepherd boy and returning home by noon. Then he patrolled…
“The village of Grainhinge had the most fertile lands of the Kingdom. The village generated so much yield that it was enough to feed the rest of the kingdom and the crops provided this bounty all year round. The lands of Grainhinge were fed…
The King of Himapura lost his eldest son in the battle with the beast. The beast also left the kingdom in tatters and went back into the deep forests in the mountains that surrounded Himapura.
A long time ago, near the banks of river Godavari and cuddled between the beautiful Papi hills was a small village by name Kummaripalle (Village of the Potters). The village people were very friendly with each other
This is a poem that I wrote several years ago and pleasantly encountered it in a notepad stowed away in a forgotten folder!
“What day is it?”, asked Pooh.
“It’s today,”, said Piglet.
“My favorite day”, said Pooh
“There is no charge for awesomeness or attractiveness”