टिम टिम करते नन्हे तारे,
लगते क्यों तुम इतने प्यारे,
दुनिया के तुम इतने ऊपर,
हीरे जैसे आसमान पर .
Friday, 13 November 2009
Friday, 30 October 2009
Jack
"Why don't you get some wood from the forest," his mom shouted from the kitchen window, "Basking in the sun all day like this doesn't earn you any money." Jack shut his eyes and tried to ignore his mother.
Jack lived with his mother at the edge of a forest. By profession he was a woodcutter, so he spent most of the time in the forest. But as he was a bit lazy, not too much just a bit, he would spend most of the time in the forest sleeping or daydreaming. So by the end of the day he wouldn't have much wood to take home. And unfortunately he wasn't good at any other job. So they remained poor to this day. They had a cow that they had already sold for five useless beans. Actually Jack was duped by a stranger who had told him that they were magic. The night he brought the 'magic beans' home he had a dream of a giant beanstalk and a giant in a humongous castle at the top of the beanstalk. He dreamt that he got all the giant's treasure and killed the giant. But when he woke up, of course he realised that it was just another dream. And now they had nothing to sell.
"Don't make me come over there, Jack,” his mother warned. Jack slowly lifted his bottom from the chair as he could sense the built up anger in his mother's voice. He knew by experience that it wasn't safe to stay on that chair any longer. Last time when he had ignored his mother's warning she had broken the broomstick on his bottom and it still hurt. With that thought, rubbing his bottom gently he moved towards the house to fetch his axe and packed lunch.
Jack lived with his mother at the edge of a forest. By profession he was a woodcutter, so he spent most of the time in the forest. But as he was a bit lazy, not too much just a bit, he would spend most of the time in the forest sleeping or daydreaming. So by the end of the day he wouldn't have much wood to take home. And unfortunately he wasn't good at any other job. So they remained poor to this day. They had a cow that they had already sold for five useless beans. Actually Jack was duped by a stranger who had told him that they were magic. The night he brought the 'magic beans' home he had a dream of a giant beanstalk and a giant in a humongous castle at the top of the beanstalk. He dreamt that he got all the giant's treasure and killed the giant. But when he woke up, of course he realised that it was just another dream. And now they had nothing to sell.
"Don't make me come over there, Jack,” his mother warned. Jack slowly lifted his bottom from the chair as he could sense the built up anger in his mother's voice. He knew by experience that it wasn't safe to stay on that chair any longer. Last time when he had ignored his mother's warning she had broken the broomstick on his bottom and it still hurt. With that thought, rubbing his bottom gently he moved towards the house to fetch his axe and packed lunch.
Sunday, 1 February 2009
Oh THE BEAR !!
Oh the bear, the bear
He is giving me a stare.
alone in the cage
without a pair.
With his thick brown coat
covered in hair
standing near that
old shabby chair.
I cover my ice cream
from the sun's glare.
I show it, I lick it
without a care.
He is giving me a stare.
alone in the cage
without a pair.
With his thick brown coat
covered in hair
standing near that
old shabby chair.
I cover my ice cream
from the sun's glare.
I show it, I lick it
without a care.
I shout, 'You can't have it,
go back to your lair'.
Oh the bear!the bear !
he has done the dare!
Breaking the cage
he is coming after me...
FOR HIS SHARE...
RUN...
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