#Writingexpresses

"The Blue Fox " Once some furious dogs Were chasing a brown fox. He was a bit difficult to chase Since he was not a slow ox. Afraid of the dogs He ran and ran, Until he saw  A big deep pan. The pan was filled with blue paint, He thought of hiding in it. But before the dogs came back, In he had to sit. So in he hid himself  And away the dogs went.  His back was paining very much, While hiding,his back was bent. Out he came from the pan, And he was all blue. What he looked like exactly, No one would have a clue. So he went to the jungle, And all the animals he told, That he was sent by god to rule And that he was brave and bold. He started enjoying the authority From the animals that he got; For all the animals really believed That he was sent by God. Once he started howling with foxes, In the jungle who would dwell. And the howl was that of a fox, All the

My diary is my best friend, I express myself in it. It's the most trustworthy thing, In it, the sweater of memories I knit. Next to it I sit, With my favourite pen in my hand. For me to relax, It is an exotic island. In it I write  My numerous memories wild; The memories which I had As a young innocent child. The memories which I created With my sister, mother and father, The memories of my friends In my diary are together. My diary never tells me How fast I am writing, Or how big my content is, Or how bad is my handwriting. My dearest diary I must tell this to you. My vocabulary has improved, Thanks to the English I write in you. You always keep my secrets As safe as they can be. You help me to think  Much more freely. ✎Shravani Kelapure         Today's talk : A wonderful day. Yesterday night was a stormy one. We all are taking extra precautions against CoViD....After all its dangerous. Sharanya, my little sister i

Temples around us Are pious and holy,  A few go there sometimes,  A few go there daily.  Children hop around  Their parents with glee. People who go there Feel enlightened and free. Whatever people ask to God for And get it easily, All I would ask for is that Everyone should live together happily. Everyone means everyone, It also includes me, It also includes all animals From elephant to honeybee. Temples look beautiful, As beautiful as they can be. As beautiful as a blooming flower, As beautiful as a glimmering sea.   Worshipping any god is just Worshipping your good qualities everyday. That is what I believe in, and That is what I'd like to say...   ✎Shravani Kelapure.. Today's talk : Today is a nice day. I'm having fun updating my blog.                       I'm also going to practice  'Raag Bageshri ' after sometime. A normal day with all those everyday chores.   Date:29

                                "The Red -Eyed Mischief" As Mohan hurried to his study table to pick up his school bag, his mother called out to him, "Mohan! Come down and have your breakfast. The school bus will come in few minutes."  "Yes mother! Just a minute!", Mohan replied. He hurried towards the door and accidentally dropped his pen, which disappeared under the bed. He bent down to pick it up and saw two red-coloured eyes staring at him.  It was so horrifying that he didn't try to find his pen and hurried downstairs. After having his breakfast quickly, he went off to school in the bus.   At school, kept on thinking about those eyes and could not concentrate in the class. He decided not to enter his room EVER again. It was actually terrifying, wasn't it? He thought. The school was soon over and Mohan went home. On reaching , he went into the kitchen and sat on the dining table, not willing to enter his room at all.

                                          Stories ,full of imagination. Fictions are wild creations, Non fictions are inspirations, Beautiful folktales of every nation. Novels are big and thick, Fairytales are as thin as a stick, When my favourite novels I pick,        The clock of Imagination goes tick tock tick. I sit reading under the fan, The story that consists of a man, Who sits in a big yellow van, And eats his food from a tin can. Even small stories have a great impact, And yes, it's a true fact That the characters in the story We start to imitate and act. I love reading books About chefs and cooks And makeover and looks  And sewing and hooks. All the books are so fascinating, They change the way one thinks. And one's mind is full of various thoughts Everytime an eye blinks. Even the textbooks we have Help us a lot at school. They give us knowledge  And make us more calm an co