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Day: August 4, 2022

The Girl Who Loved Cycling I Tanvi Dash I Little Writers Program

By admin in Inspirational Stories, Original Stories, Teenage Stories on August 4, 2022

An original inspirational story, written by our student Tanvi Dash.

Tanvi is 12 years old young writer from Hyderabad. Dancing is her passion. We are proud to have her as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Tanvi for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Girl Who Loved Cycling

During the 1960s, in Malana, there lived a sporty young girl, Melody. She was a passionate and hard-working girl. She was always patient and knew what she wanted but what made her stand out from others was her immense love for cycling and great thirst for adventure. Whatever the weather may be, she was always ready for a ride. She had an old and well-maintained cycle and her room was filled with cycling outfits and other cycling accessories.

Malana was a countryside village thus Melody had spacious, wide, empty roads for cycling. She lived in a small cottage with her parents and other relatives. Her parents were poor farmers in the paddy fields surrounding the cottage. The cottage always had the faint, airy, energizing fragrance of paddy. Their life depended completely on the rice produced by the paddy fields. After working day and night, they could hardly live from hand to mouth. They couldn’t afford new cycling accessories for their daughter.

The village of Malana promoted the sport of cycling a lot and organized cycling competitions. Each year, the person who won a maximum number of competitions was awarded the ‘Cycling Champion of the Year award. It has always been Melody’s dream to win the award. But what made it challenging were the backward beliefs of the society. During her time, cycling was known as a sport for boys. Girls were expected to stay at home and help with the housework. Nobody approved Melody of cycling or participating in the competitions.

Despite the resistance from everyone, Melody did not give up cycling. She found peace in cycling. Cycling was already a part of her soul. When melody talked about cycling, she was laughed at by boys. They told her girls cannot cycle but she was hopeful and determined about cycling. She participated in and won every competition which was organized that year. Everyone was astonished by Melody’s ambitions. She was soon announced as the Cycling Champion of the Year! She felt so triumphant that her eyes filled up with tears of joy and happiness.

Melody kept cycling despite the beliefs and inequalities. She broke the stereotypes. By this act of hers, many other young girls were inspired and encouraged to cycle. Since this year, there has been a rapid increase in the number of girls participating in cycling competitions. However, Melody didn’t stop here, she continued cycling. She won prizes not only in Malana but in other countries too. Her dream soon came true, she became a well-known cyclist.

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Poetry Collection #1 I Sashrika Prasad I Little Writers Program

By admin in Free Verse, Haiku, List Poem, Onomatopoeia, Poetry, Quatrain, Question and Answer Poetry, Riddle Poem on August 4, 2022

An original and unique collection of different styles of poetry written by our student Sashrika Prasad.

Sashrika is 11 years old, a young writer from Gurugram. The beautiful colors, flowers, and sunsets encourage her to write about deep emotions and feelings. We are proud to have her as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Applied Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Sashrika for this exemplary true self-expression.

Poetry Collection #1

    1. Beach- Haiku Style Poetry

“Beach”

Enjoying the beautiful beach

Blue skies today, it is so cool

Tumbling waves push me through.

 

    2. Christmas -List Style Poetry

“Christmas”

Christmas is nothing without,

A sprinkle of gifts,

A pinch of decorations,

A dash of friendship,

A smidge of spirit,

A teaspoon of Love,

A tablespoon of Magic, and finally,

A cup of Family,

Together this is what Christmas is all about.

 

    3. Mermaid- Cinquain Style Poetry

“Mermaid”

Mermaid

Beautiful, Gorgeous

Singing, Swimming, Shining

Protector, Gem of Seas

Sirens.

 

   4. Duryodhana’s Revenge -Epic Style Poetry

“Duryodhana’s Revenge”

Yudhishthira was the king of Indraprastha,

He conducted an Ashvamedha yagna,

He invited his brother Duryodhana,

Who was jealous of the Pandavas.

 

After Yudhishthira’s yajna,

Duryodhana did not wish to leave Indraprastha,

He was astonished by the beautiful illusions,

He wished to enter a door but was fooled by the hallucination.

He hit his head because it wasn’t a door,

Further inside he tried entering a pool but was tricked,

Because it was glass and Duryodhana was being swindled,

In the corner, the Pandavas were taking pleasure.

Later he fell into the pool which looked like glass really thin,

While Draupadi mocked him,

He took envy of the Pandavas,

And complained to his uncle about him being emulous.

While Shakuni, his uncle spoke,

You can’t take it by force,

And cooked up a scheme device,

The revengeful and painful Game of Dice.

 

   5. Karaoke – Onomatopoeia Style Poetry

“Karaoke”

Everyone sang karaoke,

Someone sang “Those lazy-hazy-crazy-days of summer”

But, the other one uttered “I recall central park in fall”

Some carolled “Rock Around the Clock”

But, the other quavered “Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam”

Some warbled “Say hey, good looking’. Whatcha got cooking’?”

But, the other crooned “Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright”

I listened to all,

But when my chance came,

 I had nothing to say out load.

 

   6. Calls of Nature- Onomatopoeia Style Poetry

“Calls of Nature”

Welcome to nature,

Here,

The birds sing,

Choo, choo.

The cows call,

Moo, moo.

The tigers go

Roar, roar.

But the Elephant goes,

Ooon, Ooon.

The pig goes,

Oink, oink.

But the ball goes,

Boink, Boink.

The trees go,

Wisha-Wisha-Wisha.

But children go,

I wish for a, I wish for a.

This was a tale of Nature,

By the way, what is yours?

 

7. The Teen Sisters- Free Verse Style Poetry

“The Teen Sisters”

Raina’s talent was shown from the curtains behind

Yet her work was one of a kind.

 “Drama”, the new play that she worked on

As she reached home,

 

She ran to grab her sister, Catrina.

The sisters bond was strong.

Catrina wanted some adventures.

As they head to the forest,

In their path lay the “The Lost Temple”,

They had no guts to walk inside,

They entered the temple,

Putting their fears aside.

Ghosts acting as shadows followed their trail.

Feeling danger, the sister’s faces turned pale.

As the sisters ran.

A ghost stopped them to befriend them, and not to attack.

Inside they met the folks of the faraway tree,

But the sisters did not flee.

Remembering the adventure, they walked back home.

With memories like honey made by the honeybee.

 

   8. Who Am I? – Riddle Style Poetry

“Who Am I?”

I am nothing like you,

I am different than others

But I am perfect and unique in my own way.

No matter what you do

You can’t steal my power

Because that’s what makes me what I am today.

Who am I?

Answer- Me.

 

   9. Snow Drops- Acrostic Style Poetry

“Snow Drops”

S – Serenely beautiful,

N – Natural White is what your petals hold,

O – Ornamental colour of your bouquets and more,

W – Wide species of snowdrops that glow.

D- Dreams of people should be held on you,

R – Relaxing and attractive are you,

O- Open wide and shine your winged petals,

P- Patient, peaceful and perfect should be your name.

S – Sweet, Soft and amazing are you

 

   10. The Unlucky Day -Quatrain Style Poetry

“The Unlucky Day”

As I sat in the park,

From the castle behind,

A sonorous and pure voice as mellow as it could ever be,

Sang the most beautiful words touching a person’s core.

When I turned around, “Clack”,

A cyclist bumped into a pole as if he was attacked.

As he yelped, I could feel the horrible pain,

His head was as blue as a running vain.

I ran to help him and a car “swooshed” in front of me,

Thought my last moments were here, giving me flashbacks that were fizzy.

I think I hurt my nose,

Turning as red as a set of red Christmas hose.

I bend down to tie my shoelace,

Suddenly a fare opened up out of no place.

I sprinted straight forward and bumped into the set-up.

I guess it is my unlucky day as everything collapsed backwards.

 

   11. “There are Songs” – Free Verse Style Poetry

“There are Songs”

There are songs in my mind,

There are songs in my head,

There are songs on the tip of my tongue,

There are songs here and there,

There are songs everywhere,

There are songs online,

Because,

There are songs in my mind.

   12. “What is on my Mind?” – Question and Answer Style Poetry

“What is on my mind?”
If I were an Artist, On my mind
There would be Creativity,
There would be inspiration,
There would be colours,
There would be beauty
There would be nature
There would be a warm heart
There would be a dedicated soul
There would be puzzles of sunset
There would be so much more
But at the end of the day
“There would be only me”

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