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The River I Student Harshil Katiyar I Personality Development Program I Jaipur

By admin in Creative Writing, Original Stories on February 29, 2024

An original story, written by our offline (Jaipur) student Harshil Katiyar.

Harshil is 10-year-old young writer and orator from Jaipur. He loves music, performance, and football. We are proud to have him as a student in the Public Speaking & Creative Writing Through Applied Storytelling & Theatre Program in Jaipur under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Harshil for this exemplary true self-expression.

The River

In the freezing streets of Kashmir, people were cold. Bonfires were being lit, and heaters were being turned on. The temperature was below freezing. The biting cold made it hard to live. The snow covered the trees. The crisp and blistery wind blew everywhere. The road was icy. Frosty and snow-white snow was falling everywhere, to soon be unsullied by cars and people.

In all this bleak weather, Raman was sitting in his room with the heaters on. The subzero temperature was unbearable for him. He was a slim boy and was a very fast runner. He was also very intelligent and clever. His eyes were blue and he had curly and blonde hair. He was a young boy, but he was well-built. He lived by himself in a small hut. He also loved animals very much.

He used to go shoveling snow every day so he could earn some money to buy food. He was very hardworking. On his way, he would always see a glistening river flowing down the snowy mountain. His dream was to cross this river. He always wondered what was on the other side of this chilly river.

The problem was that he did not have any type of gear or equipment for the bone-chilling waters. He would not swim, because then he would simply freeze to death. He did not have enough money to buy a boat. Whush! Whushhhh! Said the water. Perhaps Raman would borrow a boat from someone or make enough money to buy a boat someday.

One day, he was shoveling some snow off the road and spotted something near the hill. He had never seen it before, so he decided to investigate. He went near it and… It was a boat! Someone had left it or abandoned it. Just to make sure someone had abandoned it; Raman came the next day and the boat was still there. This meant that he could finally cross the river. But first, he had to know how to use it. He did not have a trainer, so he practiced by himself daily and eventually got the hang of it.

Some days later, he came back to the river early in the morning. He wanted to cross it, so he got into the boat and pushed it into the water with the rows. He used the skills that he had learned over the past few days and with minor difficulty, steered the boat in the flowing river. Finally, he made it to the other side. He got off the boat and it was a beautiful sight. Mountains, valleys, cliffs, and frozen lakes were to be seen. There was a big forest. There were also many animals like hares, rabbits, cats, and many more. This was it- Raman’s dream had come true.

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The Non-Greedy Boy I Student Rudra Bansal I Personality Development Program I Jaipur

By admin in Creative Writing, Original Stories on February 29, 2024

An original story written by our offline (Jaipur) student Rudra Bansal.

Rudra is 14 years old. A young orator and writer. We are proud to have him as a student of the Personality Development Program using Applied Storytelling, Public Speaking, Theatre, and Creative Writing tools under the mentorship of Facilitator Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Rudra for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Non-Greedy Boy

Haashhhh……… hoooooshhh!!!!. The blistery windy afternoon in Ladakh had a bone-chilling feel. The graupels from the sky set a sparkling view. The hoar frost set on the frozen lakes became a problem for people playing ice hockey. Small notorious children were having snowball fights. Mr. Sun was also having fun playing peek-a-boo with the clouds. In this pleasant view, suddenly came a harsh sound, it was like somebody was shovelling the snow and mumbling. Well, it was none other than Rishesh a 15-year-old, helpful and kind-hearted boy who was already bundled up. He was wearing a hand warmer while letting the snow out of his neighbor’s entrance to make it unsullied. During winter tide cleaning the entrance was a famous business for children in Ladakh. But Rishesh had no greed for money, he unsullied everyone’s house in the crisp wind but didn’t demand for anything. But still, people would give him 10-20 bucks.

One same afternoon he was doing his duty and shoveling out the snow. But the man for whom Rishesh was shoveling the snow didn’t have any change to give to Rishesh. As usual, Rishesh didn’t ask for anything and set off to another place. He was fully packed up with earmuffs, crampons, a muffler, an overcoat, a puffy jacket, turtleneck, boots and leggings while some people were set inside their house comfortably with comforters, fireplace, flannel sheets, furnace and insulations while some of them were enjoying baklavas, bread-pudding, candy canes, figgy-pudding. Seeing this view Rishesh also crave to eat figgy-pudding. But he still had to earn 50 bucks more! He kept on working all day, but still at the end of the day he had earned only 25 bucks. He was sad, after working all day he couldn’t make even 50 bucks. He was sitting on a bench and saw people enjoying their food, he had no option instead to go back to his home. Suddenly the neighbor who didn’t pay him, showed up, after seeing him like this he asked Rishesh what happened, he told him everything. After listening to Rishesh he offered him the money, but as usual, Rishesh denied the money. The man thought for a few minutes and came up with an idea.

He offered Rishesh a challenge about two games- 1st broomball and 2ndice hockey whoever won both games would win 100 bucks. Rishesh agreed and started playing, he finally won both the games and won 100 bucks. He finally got the Figgy pudding not only for himself but also for his neighbor.

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