A Horrible Experience

It was Saturday and we were in the airport waiting for our flight. We were going to Chandigarh. (which is in India for everyone who does not know) We went to the gate from where we had to board the flight and over there was a large crowd instead of a line. My father went into the crowd to find out what was happening and he came back and told us that our flight was cancelled because of fog in Chandigarh. We then booked the earliest flight to Delhi because every flight going to Chandigarh were cancelled. The closest flight was 5 hours later and so we stayed in the airport itself for 5 hours getting bored out of our wits. Finally we reached Delhi and went to our cousins house.it was now ten o'clock and so we decided that we would take a train to Chandigarh early in the morning. So in the morning we went to the train station and it was extremely cold and then it was announced that are train was delayed by two hours and so we sat on a cold metal bench and went to sleep there. After two hours we woke up and boarded the train where I happened to be seated next to my school friend from Bombay. After 3 hours and 15 minutes we finally reached Chandigarh.…alls well that ends well:):)

Ananda-My Farm (From 2013 to July, 2014)

My farm Ananda is located in Bunga Village, Haryana, India.

On our farm this year we bought a new piece of land which is opposite Ananda. We now have three pieces of land in that area. One is Ananda, the original one, the second is Mandala which is further down the road and this one which we call The Annex. This time when we went to the farm we got a litter of three small puppies who were very cute. We named them Amar, Akbar and Anthony after the famous Bollywood movie.  As they were no dogs on Mandala we kept them there and they love the place. Once when we were going to our farm we say a tiny dog . She resembled one of our dogs who had died, so we decided to take her and we named her Chutki after the dog who had died and we put here on Ananda. At first she was a bit confused but soon she become friends with other dogs and she was happy. This was old the good news. After we back to Bombay we got a call. A call that was sad. It was so sad that i cried all night. It was the call that told me that Rocky, one of the dogs from the first litter, who had been the most fateful dog, had died. My whole family had grown to love him so much that it was a great tragedy that broke everyones heart…...

Unbelievable!

It was around last year when we had gone to Turkey that we visited this small road side shop in which there was a guy who sold soap. So we took a round around the small shop and we liked the soaps and body washes so we decided to buy some when he started telling us a story, it was about himself.

'I used too work in the army. I was in the mountains with some of my colleagues on a mission. I got shot in my thigh and they just abandoned me.' He rolled up his pant and showed the scar. 'As I could not walk I army-crawled 21 kilometres and when I reached the camp I broke the guy who abandoned me's arm in three places and I was sent to jail a month. Now I sell soap.'

What an amazing story! I was inspired.

Freedom!

It was a few days back that i had gone to a historical place in Lucknow. It was really hot and sticky as it is these days. We bought our ticket and went in. We took in our surroundings, huge buildings, a huge crowd, big domes and hawkers running after you selling you cheap replicas of the buildings- the usual. As we were going in I saw a young man, he would have been at least 15 years old and was selling small cages with common sparrows in it. I looked at it in surprise because (1) he should have been at school (2) he was being so cruel by trapping small birds in small cages who actually should have been flying happily and freely in the sky. So we approached him and asked why he would do such a thing but it was obvious- for money. We then decided that the only way we could let them free was if we bought it from him. So we did and as he opened the cage the birds flew out one by one definitely happy to get out except one who seemed like he wanted to stay inside and that man very roughly he stuck his hand inside the small door and harshly removed him and put him on a bush. I ran to the bush and I looked at the poor bird wo seemed to have injured herself. I gently touched her but as soon as I did she flew a bit and landed hardly just about a foot away. she seemed hurt but we decided to leave her to heal by herself. We then asked for his cages for we did not want him to trap more birds. But he refused to give it us so we had to buy that too. We happily walked away and for the rest of the day I felt proud of myself.

This is to all people who keep birds as pets. Plant more trees and help the dying birds.

And to all non-vegetarians, even a chicken is a bird.

The Treasure Hunt

Ram and his brother Sham were both sitting in the car already homesick. They were sitting at the back with their mother on there way to their new school, Cosy Beds Boarding School. What type of name was that for a school? But they were forced to go despite all their tantrums and fights they had with their parents. They were so angry as they didn't want to leave all their friends at their earlier school and otherwise in their compound. The main reason they were being sent this boarding school was because of their bad behaviour at school and their bad grades. Their mother was not very keen at sending them  to boarding school either but had then finally agreed after many long arguments with their father.

As they approached the school they saw that it looked very haunted. A long grey coloured tower stood on each of the corners. The main building itself looking like a prison. As they drew closer the boys got more and more scared of entering the haunted house. When they reached one of the teachers came out to greet them and take them inside. After they said bye and their mother kissed them goodbye the boys reluctantly followed the teacher inside tears already streaming down their cheeks at parting with their mother. As they went in, they looked around, the school grounds looked very creepy and didn't look like they had been used in months. Their teacher led them inside and as they entered the main building. They saw an astonishing sight. The whole inside building was amazing. It didn't look like the outside at all. The inside had marble floors and the pillars were made with beautiful lion heads at the top. But they were not comforted with the strange yet beautiful sight.

As their teacher lead the way to their bunks they saw many other boys who looked friendly and well fed. The boys freshened up and made their way back to the main hall with some other of their roommates. They got a seat at one of the dining tables which was right in the corner. They didn't want to sit with anyone yet as none of their classmates had yet become friendly with them. The food was not as good as they expected but it was still OK. They became tired early and straight after they finished dinner they went up to their bunks and retired into their beds.

The next day Ram woke up early and he woke up Sham too. They both got ready and decided to go for a walk in the fields. They silently walked out and made their way down to the main hall. They knew the way quite well and could go straight down without getting lost. They went out of the main door silently shutting it behind them. They walked out into the cool morning. It felt nice on their face after sleeping for so much time in a claustrophobic room which didn't even have an AC. As they walked into the school grounds, Sham noticed a tiny chit folded and kept under the leg of one of the bleacher. He walked up to it curious to know what secrets could be written in it. With the help of Ram, he picked up the bleacher. Sham picked up the chit and unfolded it. In bold and capital letters it said-

I CAN ANNOUNCE THE TEAM,

COUNTRY OR SEASON.

TO DISPLAY ME YOU 

DO NOT NEED A REASON.

Ram and Sham thought for a second and then Ram said, "It's a treasure hunt! The flag post!" They both immediately ran over to the flag post, they had seen it on the way in. They found it almost immediately. It was stuck on the back of the pole with a little bit of cello tape. Ram plucked it out and quickly opened it. This one said-

I AM  FILLED 

SIX DAYS A WEEK

BUT IF YOU DO NOT OWN ME 

YOU CAN NOT TAKE A PEAK.

The two brothers thought for a minute. Then suddenly Sham got it, "A mailbox! The postmen take a holiday on Sunday's and you need a key to open a mailbox!" They both ran over to the gate and stepped out and they looked around for a mailbox. They found it almost immediately. It was old and rusted and the top of the mailbox had a big hole in it. Ram put his hand inside, careful not to get cut by any of the sharp edges. He felt around inside and felt a small piece of paper. He gently removed his hand with the chit. They opened the chit. It said-

IT HAS BEEN A LONG DAY

I AM ABOUT TO BURST

RUSH BY ME 

TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST

Ram said thought for a moment and almost immediately got it, "The drinking water fountain! Its out in the fields!" The two boys rushed to the water fountain and searched it. But they could not find it. Sham turned the tap to see if it still functioned. There was a sudden spluttering sound and a small chit fell out, "I found it Ram." The two excited boys opened the chit. This is what it said-

THE FINAL CLUE

THE FINAL PRIZE

LOOK AT ME TO 

SEE YOUR EYES.

"The final chit!" said Ram excitedly. Sham thought about and wondered if it would be inside the school. Surely they were mirrors in the bathroom? But there wouldn't be one clue inside and all the others outside. It seemed that Ram was thinking the same thing cause just them he said, "I saw  cars parked at the back.... it could the mirror of one of those." They both realising that that was the answer, started running towards the back. They were there in no time and looking around they saw only two cars."I'll take one and you take one," said Sham. They both frantically started searching and after some time Sham found it in the glove compartment with a tiny pocket mirror. The treasure was unbelievable, it was a huge box of chocolate. He showed it to Ram and they both a happy as could be went back in and jumped back in bed as it was still early in the morning.

False Alarm

It was a normal day and i was sitting in the guest room watching a cricket match with my sister when we suddenly heard a faint alarm. My sister and I were frightened and we both ran into the hall. The main door was open and our parents were in the lobby trying to figure out what was going on. We lived on the 11th floor and using the staircase we ran down to the 9th floor thinking that it was coming from there. The alarm suddenly stopped and breathing a sigh of relief we went back up to our flat. Half an hour later my father and I were going out to by me a new bag when on the way we asked the guard on the ground floor. He said that the fire alarm was actually set off by some people on the 10th floor who were doing there prayers in the lobby!

Ananda- My Farm (From 2012 to 2013)

Ananda is my farm. it is located in Bunga Village, Haryana. When we had first bought it it was barren land but now we have turned in into a beautiful farm. We have 7 dogs which were given birth to on our farm and so we decided to keep them. The first litter had 6 dogs of which two disappeared at birth. We were then left with 4 dogs of which 2 don't stay on our farm. Then came our second litter which had 4 boys and 1 girl. The girl died because of the cold there.
We also have four very cute kitties and 7 geese.
Our farm is where we always go for our holiday and its my favourite place to spend time on. We have all so put up a small swing which is hung on a very huge tree. We have two hammocks that we love to relax on.

Ananda is a very green place and its my favourite place to go. I LOVE ANANDA!!!!



when we first bought our land.......

2013......

An Autobiography Of A Tennis Racket

Hello! I am a tennis racket. I was born in a factory 'Wilson'. After I was manufactured, I was shipped off to Spain, where I rested for about a week in an ordinary sports store. I was probably the best racket in the sports store and obviously the most expensive. I had a blue grip and the rest of my body was a wonderful design of blue and black.


Finally, one day, I was bought. Bought by the famous Rafael Nadal! At that time he was just a regular player and he played only in small tournaments. he practised everyday but hardly ever played with me. I was mostly used for the small tournaments he played.


Then one day suddenly I found myself in his hands. He was playing a grand slam! If you ask me, it does hurt quite a lot. He played remarkably well and reached the finals. He thankfully won the finals and was very happy.


That was the last match he ever played with me and I was quite disappointed. Now I hang with all his trophies, in a room that's heavily guarded. But I have nothing to do. Everyday I'm dusted and cleaned nicely by Rafael's servants. I had a very nice life and I'm as happy as could be.

Magical Fingers

15 February Saturday



Today I had to go to this concert of the two Indian classical musicians ustad Zakir Hussain and Pandit Niladri Kumar. I didn't want to go but I had to. I went with my family. The journey was very long . we had to go to some auditorium 1 hour away. The only thing that kept my sister and I from getting bored were the top 20 songs coming on the radio. When we reached there we had to stand in this queue for about 15 minutes as the doors had not yet opened. We were standing out in the open and it was freezing! After we went in we realized it was quite cold inside also and we hadn't brought any woolens.



At 9:00 pm the show finally started. Ustad Zakir Hussain the best tabla player in the whole world walked on stage. He sat down on the little platform that was on the stage and slowly started playing some tals. I already was starting to get bored and had no idea how I was going to survive for the whole concert when suddenly he started play really fast. It was really cool. He made many different noises with his tabla. He played for about 1 hour but in the middle I got so bored I went to sleep.




After that we had a 5 minute break and then Pandit Niladri Kumar came on stage with his sitar. First he started playing aalaap (the introduction to the notes he was going to play). It really was boring and half the time I was sleeping as it was very late at night. Finally I woke up and I heard Niladri Kumar playing a sweet melody on the sitar. That was his last melody and the whole auditorium got up and applauded. I too got up and started applauding. Finally Zakir Hussain came on stage and they both were given flowers.



We got up and walked out and only then did I realize that it was already MIDNIGHT! I slept the whole car journey and when we finally reached home I was too exhausted to do any thing. I went straight into my room and fell on my bed. that was one tiring experience!

Why Im Called What Im Called

I am called kool khira cause as you would have guessed I love cucumber (which is the english name for khira). I would love to have only cucumber for any meal but I am not allowed because it doesn't have ENOUGH nutritions even though I'm quite sure it has as many as any other veggie. Its also green in colour! Aren't veggies which are green supposed to have a lot of nutrition?!Anyway at least I like some veggie!  Everyday im stuck with all these weird tasting and looking vegetables. UUURRRGGGHHH! they taste so horrible and every day im told to eat because they are supposed to be healthy. My parents really know nothing about nutrition....making me eat all those horrible greens. I think khira is the only normal tasting veggie.I LOVE KHIRA!