Monday, 28 May 2012

A story written entirely by me.. ORIGINAL

             A sunny morning in the town of Velpan. Kshitij was up early as usual. His best friend Ric the dog was following him, sometimes jumping, sometimes sprinting, all the time wagging its tail, full of happiness. Kshitij had taken his small box of snacks and his favourite water bottle. Daily he would go to the meadows a little distance from Velpan.
             The birds chirped as they woke up from a deep slumber of the day before. The clouds were fluffy like cotton candy and the sun a bright yellow ball smiling down on Kshitij and Ric. After walking for a little while Kshitij decided to camp out on the small puny hillock ahead of him. A huge Banyan tree stood there wide and mighty like a grandfather guarding his grandson.Kshitij spread out his favourite sheet and unpacked the snacks. Ric was leaping around and barking with joy. A little while later Kshitij felt drowsy and sleepy, having filled his tummy. The cool shade of the banyan tree was quite soothing. His lunch basket lay half filled. Kshitij thought of having a nap and then finishing the lunch later on. Sleep overtook his eyes and within seconds kshitij was fast asleep. The birds chirruped him unto a lullaby and how pleasing was the sight of the little kid curled under the banyan tree contentment and bliss over his innocent sleeping face.
           But suddenly KShitij woke up with a jolt. Rubbing his sleepy eyes he saw around himself . To his surprise, the lunch basket had vanished. Ric was nowhere to be seen. Kshitij was quite a brave lad. He quickly got up whistled his favourite tune calling out for Ric. All of a sudden Ric came bounding down from the edge of the woods. KShitij hugged him and ruffled his fur. Ric was barking eagerly. Kshitij now wanted to find who had stolen his lunch basket
         He told Ric to sniff around and find the scent of the lunch basket. At once became alert and started trudging towards the woods Kshitij followed him, though he was feeling a bit afraid. Ric led him right into the heart of the woods. What a surprise lay for him there. There was a small hut inside these very woods. Mustering courage Kshitij shouted, "Who took my lunch basket? Come and return it else Ric will come and bite you." After a few moments he saw a boy of about his age come out from the hut. He was wearing ragged clothes and had nothing on his feet. Kshitij was dumbfounded to see his lunch basket with the little boy. HE approached him and asked, " Who are you and why did you take my basket away?"
       The boy started sobbing and said. " I am Sumer and I was very hungry. Please forgive me, I haven't eaten anything yet. I was going to return this basket". Kshitij felt sad seeing the frail boy. HE took him to the meadows and gave him half of the remaining snacks. The boy was mighty pleased and ate away ravenously. Kshitij then played a while with Sumer and enjoyed to his heart's content. Thus they became friends and this friendship remember came out of generous yet innocent heart and a open mind. So as always just be open to new thoughts and enjoy your life.

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