Peter: A Touching Story

If you find yourself helpless,

There is one, who found it by none, even after being jobless.

CAN YOU GIVE IT A GUESS?

He is a poor beggar on the streets of a city,

He is slapped, hit and snapped at, but yet no one takes pity.

His name is peter, young in thin,

You’ll be having luxurious items but he sleeps in a bin.

Spends the day in the scorching sun,

With not even a shirt on his back and no time for fun.

Begs to the people and gets a rupee or two,

 No money to spend, what to do?

No money to spend, not even to purchase wheat,

Sometimes eats a little, and sometimes starves and has nothing to eat.

His parents expired when he was seven years old,

To the market he was taken to the market and like a slave he was sold.

Owned by a cruel trader, he was treated very badly,

But still he tolerated every bad deed very bravely.

“Sweep the kitchen, clean the floor,

Otherwise you’ll be hanged by the door!”

“Clean my room, make some food,

Otherwise I’ll get in a very bad mood!”

“Clean the pot, make it shine,

Don’t break it, ‘coz it’s mine!”

“Wash the clothes, and stand there till they dry,

Otherwise in a pan I’ll make you fry!”

“Keep the chairs in their place,

Otherwise I’ll throw you in space!”

He got very little food to eat,

He slept in the store room and was not even asked to have a seat.

Then at last he gave up and ran out f the house,

Ran miles and miles away as quiet as a mouse.

And then shifted to the city slums,

But was still beaten like drums.

“You’re so ugly! You’re so tan!”

Don’t you think friends that this should get a ban?

But still he tolerated, but still he tried,

Till the end moment of his life he could do nothing and just cried.

Sold roses at the signal in the morning and begged at night,

Got beaten without any reason in every bit of a fight.

And one day he had an accident with a car,

And his carcass flew apart far.

And on this day when we were having fun,

His carcass was rotting in the sun.

My giant friend

I have a giant friend,

He wears clothes of every trend.

Mt. Everest is not even a small hill for him,

He can see everything, even when the light is dim.

Even his football is bigger than me,

He’s still a growing one; you can imagine how tall he can be!

He plays, he eats a lot,

He doesn’t even break a sweat even when it’s very hot.

He sleeps for a day and wakes for a day,

Many buildings collapse when he bends down to lay

When he’ll grow up, he’ll touch the stars,

He will crush every planet with his powerful cars.

If we want to dig deep inside, tell him,

It’s nothing to hide.

He’ll get up and give the ground a big punch,

The land will surely break out with a crunch.

When he’ll grow up, he’ll make a car for me,

 It will be so high that the people will think how tall I’ll be!

When he talks to me, it’s like a thousand lions are roaring,

But when he doesn’t, it seems to me very boring.

When I have to talk to him, I have to shout at the top of my voice,

For, me he’s deaf, but I have no choice!

Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce him,

By the way, his name is Lim.

He loves to eat apples,

But when he wants to, we have to bring it in bundles.

He is my best friend forever,

I will always want to be with him together.

If I would be a Robot

If I would be a robot,

My every mistake would not be caught!

I could steal biscuits from the shelf,

And I could hide in the mouse’s hole as an elf!

 I would fly to Paris within blinks and jump from the Eiffel Tower,

Nothing will happen to me, I’ll have a safe landing on a flower!

(‘Cause I’ll shrink!!)

I would jump above Taj Mahal,

And become the robot Ricky Bahl!!!

I would have a height competition with Burj- Al- Arab,

And I would have a swim in an Olympic pool of some Arabs!!

In a second I’ll walk through the Great Wall of China,

        And I would go to Amazon and hunt with a hyena!

I would win a race with a Formula 1 car,

To hide from mom’s scolding, I would hide in a jar!

I wouldn’t need to care about studies; I would simply scan and copy it in my brain computer,

I would teach teachers and punishments would be given to tutors!!!

I would catch every gangster,

And become the biggest barrister!!

I would be the biggest detective,

And would easily cross every objective!!

Even the P.M. will fall on his knees in front of me,

But I feel sorry as I am not a robot and normal to see!

Super Hero

If I would be a super hero,

Everyone else would get a big zero!

I would be as great as superman,

And to do bad things would get a big ban!

Like Spiderman I would throw a web from my palm,

For my enemies, they would have no time to stay calm!

Like Hulk I would thrash every bad one,

And by then, bad ones would be left by none!

Like Thor I would just throw my hammer and everything would collapse on the spot,

To do this, I would have fun a lot!

Like Iron Man, I would be the king of the new generation,

Enemies in front of me would get into the big bang sensation!

Like Captain America, I would have a shield and a bike,

And do anything that I like!

But alas! I am not even one of them and at home I usually have fun and eat a bun,

But I wish to be one of them because saving the world would be so fun!

What to do?

“What to do? What to do?” I ask myself in these boring summer vacations,

Uff! Not going out anywhere and I can’t always get into studying sensations!

One, two, three, as the hours pass,

I sit idol, like a hungry goat without grass!

Every time in there I can’t go to play,

“Keep studying! Keep studying!” is that 100 time dad, mom and sis can say!

If I want to play chess, it needs two players to play that war or king/queen game,

And if I catch hold of someone he’ll repeatedly ask my name!

Ah! I am now going to sleep,

Bt if you ask me friend, from inside, I’m in a mood to weep!

Schooldays

On Mondays, we chill out,

No care for worksheets, no doubt!

We simply chat with our friends,

With all sorts of things and trends.

On Tuesdays, we get tensed about tomorrow’s worksheets,

Spread books on the books, instead of putting bed sheet!

We study all night and do not even go to play,

And sleep like Kumbhkaran when we simply lay!

On Wednesday mornings, mom takes a big charge waking us from sleep,

And when we get late for school, we sit in a corner and weep!

Then we finally give the exam in the school,

And come back crying like a fool!

On Thursdays, we get overconfident of getting full marks,

And start boasting like wild Clarks!

On Fridays, when the results come,

We sing and whistle and give a little hum!

But when the results came,

We usually lose the easy game.

At home, we search for playing ways,

And then again starts the multi- talented schooldays!

THE CLEVER MOUSE

I’ve seen a very clever mouse,

Who lives in a bandit’s house!

Whatever the bandit steals and puts in the locker,

He keeps half for himself and gives the half to poor mice and a poor potter!

He is like mouse Robin Hood, doing good for the poor always,

He is the Rajnikanth of every country, even the Norway’s!

He has a car of his own, and in a private airplane he flies,

He also helps the people in foreign countries, so cute, generous and wise!

Everyday the bandit comes and puts bundles of money in the locker,

But the mouse steals everything and I’m sure that soon the bandit will become a beggar!

Chapter 2: Two unknown People

While they were enjoying the view, Miss Glenda had an eye on them. Suddenly, the kids saw two men meeting in front of them. Both were in a very formal dress, wearing a black coat, black trousers and shiny black shoes. They could see them very clearly. “These people look like M.I.B!” Jack made fun of them when suddenly, they started talking. “Train no. 4112-k9 Place two bombs at the two end coaches and at the engine. I want two hundred forty men in cars, two hundred forty with helicopters and left overs will get into the train somehow. It’s not my duty to do that. Train them well. I repeat, train them well. We do not want to lose this chance. We’ve already missed one. I hope you understand it. Okay, then after that, hijack the train and capture the people inside and sell them as slaves at different places.” One of the men said in a clear and stiff voice. “Okay. Your work will be done but I need my eighty crores quick.” The other one said. They said and left the place. “C’mon friends! Let’s tell it to Miss Glenda.

The Tree House Agency Story 2#

Chapter 1: Danger at School

“Bye mom! Bye dad!” The kids waved goodbye to their parents and started moving towards their Convent school. “We each had such fun in the adventure of saving our parents all by ourselves! Jack, Harry and George did a wonderful job.” Celia said happily. “So all the credit goes to us.” All the boys boasted.

They all had a lovely morning till they reached their school. Their cruel school headmistress, Miss Glenda was standing in front of them.  “You are fifteen minutes late! And by doing it, you have broke the rule of the school. Now be ready to have a nice punishment after the school!” She said scaring them by showing the ruler to each one of them. “How did we get late?” Harry said. “We were talking. Even I was shocked. We don’t get to know how time flies.” George said and all moved towards their class. They had a lovely time as they were in the same class. After the school, they had a very nice punishment as planned by of course by the dearest miss. At first, they had to kneel down in the garden and remain in the same position for twenty minutes. It was really horrifying until Jack found a brick missing in the garden wall. “Oh yes! At least we can have some entertainment.”  Jack said. The kids sat down together exactly where the brick was missing. They were being watched by the miss.