Rani sauntered under the shade of the neem tree in the garden. Today a cool breeze blew through the town of Neloor, a small, ecologically friendly town in Tamil Nadu.
Rani had, a year ago started a terrace vegetable garden, modelled on the one her cousin Jaya had, in Madurai. Rani’s garden was now yielding well and there was always some vegetable growing up
The sand beneath her bare feet was warm, as Rani returned home with her friends, after a refreshing bath in the river, Thennar. They still bathed in the shade of the old banyan tree
The two students arrived one hot summer morning, like casual back packers, with caps perched upon their heads, swinging their water bottles
Children stood laughing, and chatting in small groups around the school premises. Most were rushing off like flocks of birds to the awaiting school buses
The moon hid its brilliance behind clouds which seemed to soak its luminance and floated about the vast expanse of the night sky like bloated, brightly lit paper lanterns.
I stood gazing into the pale blanched sky of dusk. Today a dramatic sunset didn’t greet me. It seemed like the day had blazed itself out with exhaustion
Booboo was a boy of eight. He was a very good boy. His parents were quite proud of him, because everybody praised him. His teachers loved him,
We are an eco friendly lot and try our best to live in peace and friendship with other birds, insects, animals and the human beings around us.
Story of the Month Jan’2013: In the dreary hollow of an aged, gnarled neem tree, there lived two brown Palm squirrels. They were handsome creatures, with three striking black stripes