Subash Chandra Bose

            Subhash Chandra Bose is popularly known as Netaji. Really he was a great leader.He was also a great freedom fighter.He was born Cuttack in Orrisa on 23rd January 1897.His father Jankinath was a lawyer.His mother Prabavathi was a religious lady.
                   

                                                      Subhash was  a brilliant student. He did his graduation in 1919. Then he went to England. There he passed in Indian Civil Services Examination with flying colours. But he returned to India to serve the motherland. He became the President of the Indian National Congress in 1938. Finally he formed the Indian National Army(INA) to get freedom for India. 

  He went to Germany and Japan to seek help for his army.But unfortunately he died in a plane crash in 1945. He gave us the famous slogan "Jai Hind" 

BY ISSHANI PANDE

Our Country

       I am fortunate that I was born in India.Populationwise,India is the second biggest nation in the world.Mighty river,like the Ganga,the Yamuna,and the Brahmaputra,flow in India.It is a land full of diversity .People speak many languages here.

          Sanskrit,one of the oldest languages in world,grew and developed only in India.It is in India where God is supposed to have been born to time to time.For many people India is God's country.It has also been the home of many great people like Lord Rama, Krishna, Mahvir, Gautum Buddha and Guru Nanak.Many leaders fought for the freedom of India.They include Mahatma Gandhi, Laxmi Bai, Subhash Chandra Bose and Nehru.

          My country is full of monuments, temples and fascinating natural sites.It is the land of Himalyas.One of the seven wonders of the world ' THE TAJMAHAL'is also here.          

          I am proud being an indian. I shall live and die for the sake of my country.

BY

ISSHANI PANDE

A RAINY DAY

This year the monsoon arrived on time. The month was July.The schools have opened after a long vacations.In the morning the clouds gathered in the sky after a storm. I was on my way to school. Then it started raining and it turned into a downpour.I took shelter in  a nearby house.

Suddenly it was cool and comfortable. Things got washed and looked refreshing. The trees began to shine. the rain drops produced a pleasant music. Everybody welcomed the showers.

People took out their umbrellas and rain-coats .street children began to play in knee deep rain water. When the rain stopped a little I decided to return home and enjoy myself.

There was a water-logging many places. The drainage system had failed. The authorities were caught napping.

THE KIND LION

Once there was a lion who was sleeping under a tree. A mouse was running up and down there and this disturbed the lion. Lion got up from sleep and caught hold of the mouse and was about to eat it , but the poor mouse requested lion to leave him and promised that he will do what ever help possible for him in future. The lion laughed at this as he was sure a mouse can never be of any help to Lion who is king of jungle but anyway he let the mouse go.

Few months latter some hunters came to the jungle and lay net in which the Lion was caught. The mouse saw this and he slowly started biting the rope with his teeth. Soon the net was opened up and the Lion escaped. Thus a small mouse was able to save the life of Lion in turn for the kindness that the Lion had shown before.

MORAL OF THE STORY :

KINDNESS IS ALWAYS REPAID

कर भला तो हो भला

BY : ISSHANI PANDE

THE GOLDEN EGGS

Once a farmer lived in a village. He had a goose. It had a magical quality.It used to lay a golden egg every morning.Everyday he used to sell the golden egg in market and make money. Soon the farmer became rich.Once he had a greedy idea.

He thought " why not I cut open the stomach of the goose and take out all golden eggs at once rather than selling one egg everyday ". With such wicked thought the farmer took a knife and cut open gooses's stomach.

To the surprise of the farmer there were no eggs inside and the goose had also died , leaving the farmer feeling miserable.



MORAL OF THE STORY :

GREED BREEDS MISFORTUNE

लालच बुरी बला


BY : ISSHANI PANDE

                 The Proud Donkey


Once an idol maker made a large idol for  Dussehra  festival .He was to deliver  it to a rich merchant's house.As he could not carry the idol, he hired a donkey to carry it to the merchant's house.He placed the idol on the donkey's back and went on his way.On the way many people saw the idol of the GODDESS on the donkey's back.Out of religious ardour many of them bowed with folded hands.Some stopped just admire the beauty of the craftsmanship.
The donkey thought that the people were bowing to him.He felt pride at the admiring looks he thought they were giving to him.So as he walked ,the foolish donkey started braying loudly in pride and pleasure. The idol maker said polite words to stop the donkey from braying. 
But the donkey brayed on. He started  walking in a showy manner.The idol maker was afraid that the idiol may fall off.In anger he took the stick and thrashed at the donkey's legs. The thrashing made the donkey realize to come   to his senses. He forgot his false pride and walked properly without any prud antics.

MORAL :A FOOL ONLY KNOWS THE ROD'S LANGUAGE


By: Isshani Pande