Hilsa Fish – Story for children

Gopal was a clever and witty jester. He lived in a small kingdom, ruled by a king called raja Krishna Chandra. The Raja often turned to Gopal to help him out of difficult situations or solve a difficult problem.

In Gopal’s city, Hilsa fish was a very popular fish. Hilsa fish being available only once a year, never failed to grab everyone’s attention and interest. When it was Hilsa season, housewives exchanged recipes; shopkeepers discussed the latest price of Hilsa. Fishermen talked about catching the biggest Hilsa of the season.

The king Raja Krishna was surprised to see even his courtiers discussing Hilsa fish rather than more important state matters. Finally, unable to bear this anymore he decided to put an end to all this talk about the fish. He thought he would be at peace even if people would stop talking about it for a few minutes. He announced a reward of fifty gold coins to anyone who could bring to the palace a big Hilsa fish from the market. But he also said that while bringing the fish to the palace no passerby must talk about the fish.

Even after week no one succeeded in this challenge. Simple as the task seemed many tried to attempt it but the look of Hilsa fish did not fail to excite remarks from onlookers. After a week Gopal decided to take up the challenge.

He woke up one morning, shaved off half of his beard, put mud all over his face and hair, put on old clothes and wore his shirt backwards. His wife when she looked at him demanded to know where he was going dressed like that. “To get the biggest Hilsa fish available.” So saying he left her and headed to the market. There he bought a big Hilsa fish; he started walking towards the palace making very little effort to hide the fish.

On the way people who were shocked at Gopal’s appearance. They wondered if he had finally gone mad. With mud on his face and his beard half-shaven he did look strange. Some others feared that Gopal had lost his memory. When Gopal reached the palace gates the guards hardly recognized him and wouldn’t let him inside. One guard went inside to inform the king, the king, the king summoned Gopal inside. He took one look at Gopal and was shocked to see his best advisor looking like a tramp. He demanded Gopal to explain himself. Gopal merely laughed and replied that he had won the challenge and the king owed him fifty gold coins. The king looked confused. He wanted to know what challenge Gopal was talking about. Gopal unwrapped a big. Hilsa fish from under his arms and showed it to the king. No one who had met him had spoken anything about the fish. In fact no one had noticed the fish, and Gopal’s looks had distracted them. The king praised Gopal’s cleverness and gave him fifty gold coins, but told him to go home at once and clean himself. Gopal went home happier and richer.

The Emperor’s New Clothes – English story for children

Storyteller: As all good stories go,

This too happened long, long ago.

Exactly when, I do not know,

But my dear grandma told me so,

That in the palace, built on the plain,

Lived the Emperor who was very, very vain.

He dressed at dawn, he dressed at night,

He dressed as often as he might.

He dressed for breakfast, he dressed for tea,

He dressed, whenever it pleased him, you see.

For affairs of State he couldn’t care less,

No wonder his empire was in a sorry mess.

Ah! Here he comes, all clad in green,

Watch him strut, watch him preen.

Emperor: “How far have you progressed, worthy gentlemen? I can hardly wait for the dress to be finished. I absolutely must, have a glimpse of your handiwork.”

First Dressmaker: “you have come in good time. Your majesty. The dress is almost complete. All that remain is the Jewel studded royal train. Come, take a look”.

(He leads the Emperor to a corner, where there is an empty loom).

Second Dressmaker: (running his hands thought the air)” Ah, do you see the embroidery at the neck? This peacock, studded with three jewels, isn’t it marvelous?  And look at this diamond studded waistband. If you have ever seen anything more wonderful than this, why, we are willing to eat our shoes!”

Emperor: (under his breath) “My Lord! I can’t see a thing! Can it be that I, the Emperor of such a vast empire, am actually stupid? Well, if I am, then I must be careful, not to show it.”

Emperor: (walks towards the loom and exclaims aloud) “it’s unbelievable! Marvelous. Simply marvelous! And yes, the peacock looks real. I can’t tell you how happy you have made me. In fact, I can’t wait to wear it.”

First Dressmaker:  “just one hour more. You’re Majesty and the dress will be ready for you to wear.”

Scene 3

Storyteller: Exclaiming over an invisible dress.

The foolish Emperor hides his distress.

The minister says, shaking his head, “What a dress!”

Though he can’t see a thread.

The courtiers, all too eager to please.

Is all praise of the invisible piece?

Each wondering as he prepares to lie,

“When the other can see it, why can’t l?

While all exclaim over the dress’s beauty.”

The dressmakers run away with their booty.

Now there’s the Emperor in the town square.

Wearing a dress that just isn’t there.

(The Emperor is taking a state ride through the town to show off his wonderful new dress to his admiring subjects. Though none of them can see the dress, all of them pretend to admire it, for fear that they would otherwise be considered fools)

First Townsman: “well, I ‘m sure we haven’t seen anything like this in all our lives. How majestic our Emperor looks in his wonderful robe.”

Second Townsman: “Yes, indeed. They say that he gave those clever dressmakers some of the finest jewels in his treasury. And why not? They have made for him a dress, fit for the very Gods!”

Third Townsman: “What colours! What designs! It has the colours of a rainbow”.

A child in a Woman’s Arms: “Mama! But I can’t see any clothes. He is wearing only his underwear and nothing else!”

Woman: “Hush, my child. Not so loud. Don’t listen to the child.”

First Townsman: “Did you hear what that child said? To tell you the truth, I too can’t see any clothes on the Emperor, except his undergarments”

Second Townsman: “The child is right. The Emperor does not seem to have any clothes on”.

(Soon there is a Buzz in the crowd. Slowly word reaches the Prime Minister that nobody can see the Emperor’s new clothes.)

Prime Minister: “you’re Majesty, er… Well … er…”

Emperor: “out with it! What is it? Have you found some new Marvels in this dress?”

Prime Minister: “Er.., well. Your Majesty, you see, I have just heard that nobody can see your new dress.

I can’t too. I …. I do think we have been Duped. Your Majesty, pardon me for saying this, but you are not wearing any clothes and everyone can see that you are wearing only your undergarments.”

(This moved the Emperor deeply, for it seemed to him that the people were right. The emperor waited to hear no more. But he felt that he must continue with the procession. The ministers continued to hold on to the train which was not there at all.)

Storyteller: The Emperor vowed that never again would he be so silly and vain. And here, story ends.

write a essay about SOLAR ENERGY

Energy is inevitable for the existence of the universe and source of it is the sun. The major problem experienced in all the country is the non-availability of synthetic and fossil fuels. The solar energy enriches a lot of nutricians.

There is no pollution in this system. To avoid the pollution and at the same time saving firewood, we have to use solar energy.

Sunlight is one of the nature things which is used mostly in various fields. This face is that all energy on earth originally, comes from the sun.

The generally used hydrocarbon, fuels such as cool. oil and natural gas are originally produced by The action of sunlight on vegetation.

The energy form solar is having the high heat energy The solar energy has substantial and dependable potentiality.

It has the sources of renewal energy. It is available in plenty in India. It can be utilized for multipurpose. There are various applications of
solar energy in uses now-a-days.

Generation of electricity is an outcome of solar energy. Photovoltaic solar cells change the solar energy into electricity. it gives 1000 limes more energy that what we need   With the help of hydrogen or
mechanical or electrical devices, solar energy can be stored.

The potential for wind energy is immense source of power, the technology available for exploitation is cost it is Despite it is must for the growing population’s consumption.

TELEVISION – Example essay writing in english

In the Age of Information Technology, we see a large number of electronic goods invented by the scientists. So, nothing can be done without electronic gadgets. Among the modem inventions is T.V., which has now become a boon for mass communication.

T.V. entertains our eyes and ears. It accumulates thinking power. It is no longer luxury. It blends education with entertainment. It is an audio visual deuce which provides plenty of information. But it becomes an effective medium in changing both the social and political order.

Most of the serials telecast through TV. Affect the people and make them aware of the prevailing environment and condition of the
world.

Although TV has become an easy and regular source of entertainment, it takes an important role of booster. The usefulness of T.V cannot be underestimated at all.

While sitting in a room, one can witness the events of any comer of the world. Really it is exciting we should be grateful lo TV. Baird for
the invention of T.V anybody can enjoy witnessing TV.

Regarding sports, weather, agriculture business, politics, religion and what not, serials are telecast we are gifted to have T.V The
telecast through the satellite has added a new dimension to the usefulness of T.V. As a result it, T.V. has reached almost all parts of
country.

Television is a bane in one sense but it great boon to us. Whatever strikes good to us, one should take  advantage of it.

Like all objects of science, television is a good servant but a bad master. One can develop one’s personality mental attitude optimistically
through its proper use. It serves the society in own course.

THE GAME OF CRICKET

Cricket is a famous game of most of the people. It is the national game of England. It is  the game for the summer amusement of all the people irrespective of age. There is cricket club in every village and town.

The introduction of the cricket into India is remarkable evidence of its fascination Cricket began flourishing in India. The cricket trains the skill and intellect of the cricket player the long time which the team takes to finish a well contested cricket match affords excellent training
in endurance and unfaltering determination. They prove that success ca n be achieved through smart playing . It creates team spirit, leadership quality and creates motivation: Positive thinkers can be winners. One cricketer excels as a balls man, mother as a bowler, third may be good at catch- skills and fourth may be clever at throwing ball in twisting style. The institution of  the umpire inspires an orderly spirit among the players.

The cricket is a valuable game. The strength of cricket fans grow day by day. Everyone has flair to know about the cricket game. Cricket creates national spirit.

It is a game of entertainment for anybody else who wants to spend time at leisure. Sachin Tendulkar. Kavaskar, Viswanath. Patel are said to
be role-models of the modern cricket fans. They are source of inspiration for the youngsters who aspire to become the best cricket players in India.

THE GRAFTS MUSEUM

India is unique country which has rich variety of crafts. Il has a long tradition and wide range of handicrafts There include textile. pottery. Papier  mache, toys, jewellery, woodwork, sculpture. Paintings, metal work, lather-work, etc.

The Crafts Museum in Delhi provides a panorama of the tradition crafts from various parts of the country.

The crafts museum is situated on Mathura Road in Pragati Maidan. It exhibits the styles of houses, of various regions of India.

It has a gallery which display the beautiful craftsmen, working at the Museum, who make beautiful items. One can see the wearing of
colourful. It is amazing to see magical hands, carving a stone on a wooden sculpture, Village women from Bihar make attractive Madhubani
painting.

The artists from Orissa, West Bangal Rajasthan, Gujarat, Andhra Pradesh Tamilnadu and other states demonstrate their talents and
skills in handicrafts and various other arts One can have a glimpse of a miniature India at the crafts Museum. I felt very proud of
my country after I visited this Museum.

THE HUMAN RIGHT

The human rights such as life, health, freedom, justice and protection against exploitation arc inherent with every person on equal basis. However, these rights are violated not only by individuals but also by government.

In view of this United Nation on 10th December 1948 adopted the universal Declaration of human right, by which the right to free speech, freedom of movement, judicial right, right of governance of their country, right to equality, right to live with dignity, right to rest
and recreation, right to equal payment for equal work.

The standard and enforcement of these rights differ from country to country. In some countries these rights are not statutory and obligatory.

They are under constant pursuance to adopt these rights. Media can play an important role..To check the violation of these rights, it is essential to bring in light the suppressing a discriminating actions and to raise voice against them.

THE NEW WOMEN – Essay writing

The 20th century has seen many changes in economic, scientific, social and many other fields across the globe. In India noteworthy strides in all spheres of life have been made. Among other things the lot of women has shown a marked
improvement. They have been given equal opportunities to compete with man and between themselves. In the last century and the early 20th century women were mostly confined to the home and left to fend for themselves.
Yes, their only duty was to raise a family and warm the hearth Hut the 20th century has witnessed a great political change. Many countries became independent and more were given autonomy. Women have been equal partners in the fight against colonialism and oppression”.
They had demanded for equality in education and there lies the secret of their success. Education and the awareness that comes with it has enabled women to fight for their cause. They have come out of their cause. They have come out of their kitchens and taken their places along with men in becoming supplementary bread winners. This has lead to more work for them. Nov. they are the “Managers” of their homes and family as well as part of the work force.
They have penetrated into almost all spheres of activity and figure prominently in all walks of life be it education, health, politics silence, social work or law Today’s women joint partners in the management of world affairs.
Indian women have now joined the Police Army, Navy and Air Force hitherto unheard-of -the Modem India. India has always accorded utmost respect to women, as can be seen in history. Perhaps We have had some great women such as Ram Lakshmibai of Jhansi, Mecrabai, Indira Gandhi etc.
The 20th century has seen many changes in economic, scientific, social and many other fields across the globe. In India noteworthy strides in all spheres of life have been made. Among other things the lot of women has shown a markedimprovement. They have been given equal opportunities to compete with man and between themselves. In the last century and the early 20th century women were mostly confined to the home and left to fend for themselves.

Yes, their only duty was to raise a family and warm the hearth Hut the 20th century has witnessed a great political change. Many countries became independent and more were given autonomy. Women have been equal partners in the fight against colonialism and oppression”.
They had demanded for equality in education and there lies the secret of their success. Education and the awareness that comes with it has enabled women to fight for their cause. They have come out of their cause. They have come out of their kitchens and taken their places along with men in becoming supplementary bread winners. This has lead tomore work for them. Nov. they are the “Managers” of their homes and family as well as part of the work force.

They have penetrated into almost all spheres of activity and figure prominently in all walks of life be it education, health, politics silence, social work or law Today’s women joint partners in the management of world affairs.

Indian women have now joined the Police Army, Navy and Air Force hitherto unheard-of -the Modem India. India has always accorded utmost respect to women, as can be seen in history. Perhaps We have had some great women such as Ram Lakshmibai of Jhansi, Mecrabai, Indira Gandhi etc.

Lali and the Lioness of Gir

Monkeys swing merrily from tree to tree. Deer, wild, boars, and antelopes roam freely among the clump of trees. If you were to go deep into the fores5, you might even see a majestic lion, stalking its prey. This is the Gir forest in Gujarat, the only reserve forest in Asia where you can still see the king of the forest walking around.
The siddis were a tribe who lived in this forest. They were largely shepherds and spent most of the day grazing their sheep in the jungles. Masira was a little Siddi girl. She lived in the forest with her father, jussad, who was the tribal lamp called Lai. The two of them were inseparable. Wherever Masira went, Lali was sure to follow. Masira loved Lai very much. She had a bell tried around Lali’s neck. Whenever Lali wandered far out into the forest, the tinkle of the bell would let Masira know exactly where she was.
One day Masira fell ill. She couldn’t take Lai out to the jungle to graze. Jussad sent Lali along with the other sheep. When evening fell, the shepherds brought all their sheep back. All the other sheep returned. But where was Lali? Lali had strayed away from the flock and had gone deep into the jungle. She didn’t know how to get back to her flock.
Masira was troubled to find that Lali had not returned.” Baba! My Lali is out there-all alone in the jungle. Baba! Do something. She has to be brought back. Please… please bring her back. Oh, I can’t bear to think of Lali spending the dark night all alone in the jungle”, Cried Masira.
“Don’t worry my child. Your Lali will be safe. I ‘ll Bring her back,” Jussad said. He set out in search of her, with two companions. They had not gone far when there was a loud clap of thunder and the rain came down thick and fast. The three men returned to their homes without finding lali.
The next morning Masira woke up and asked jussad, “Has Lali comes home, Baba?”  Jussad looked down. Masira knew at once that they had not been able to find Lali. The little girl’s eyes filled with tears. Big sobs shook her thin body. Jussad could not find words to comfort her. “Hush, hush, my child. I’ll bring her back today,” he said.
That morning jussad and his companions set out into the forest looking for the lost lab. But Lali was nowhere to be seen. Even the tinkle of her bell could not be heard.
They walked on and on. The sun was climbing higher in the sky. It was afternoon. Suddenly, one of them noticed something lying in the grass under a tree. He picked it up. It was lali’s beel! Perhaps Lali was close by. They searched and searched. But there was no sign of Lali. That could mean only one thing- some wild animal had eaten Lali. But there was no blood anywhere.
They searched once again. Then one of them said,” There’s no use looking for her anymore. Surely, some wild beast has seaten her up. The rain must have washed away the blood.” The others returned to the village.
Jussad couldn’t near to go home without Lali. He knew his little daughter would be heartbroken. How could he ever comfort her? Worried and feeling tried, he sat down under a big tree. Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound. “Ma-a-ah… Maa-aah.” There it was again. Jussad jumped up with joy. It was Lali! Lali was still alive!
He rushed towards the place from where Lali seemed to call. Soon, he came to a large hollow. He looked in, and what he saw made his blood freeze. There stood Lali, bleating pitifully. Less than a hundred feet away stood a big lioness, staring steadily at the little lamb. She stood still. Her tail swished to and fro as she started at Lali. Then she strode towards Lali. Lali bleated again. Then, when she saw the lioness walking towards her, she too began to walk towards the queen of the forest. Jussad’s heart sank. It would only be a matter of minutes before the lioness would tear Lali to pieces.
Lali was now very close to the lioness. She bleated and sniffed at the lioness. The lioness continued to stare. And then before Jussad’s unbelieving eyes, a miracle took place. The lioness turned and walked away from the little lamb. As soon as she was gone, Jussad raced down and grabbed Lali. Then he ran all the way back to his village.
Back home, Masira was sitting on her cot, looking anxiously towards the forest. As soon as she saw jussad coming back with Lali in his arms, her face lit up. She opened her arms, and gathered Lali close to her. Jussad told her how the lioness had walked away without harming the lamb. “Baba I have been praying the whole day to God to keep my Lali away from harm. Of course, he heard me.”

WHO WILL BE NINGTHOU – story in English

Long, long ago, in the land of Kangleipak in Manipur, there lived a Ningthou and a Leima. They were loved dearly by the people.
The Ningthou and Leima, on their part, never stopped thinking about their meeyam their people. “Our meeyam should be happy,” they said.
The people were not the only ones who loved their Ningthou and Leima. The birds and animals too loved them. The Ningthou and Leima always said: “Everybody in Kangleipak should live in peace. Not only the people, but the birds, animals and trees.”
Their beloved king and queen had three sons: Sanajaoba, Sanayaima and Sanatomba. Twelve years later, a daughter was born. She was named Sanatombi. She was a lovely child, soft and beautiful inside. She was loved by one and all.
The years went by, and the children grew up well. And then one day, the Ningthou called all his ministers and said: “It is now time to decide the Tunggi Ningthou, the future king.”
The ministers were shocked. “But O Ningthou, what is there to decide? Sanajaoba, your eldest son, will be our future king.”
“Well,” the Ningthou replied. “That’s how it happened in the old days. The eldest son always became the king. But times have changed. So let us select a king who is most worthy of becoming a king.”
“We will have a contest to select the future king,” the Leima said, and so, in the land of Kangleipak, there was a contest, a horse race.
Whoever reached the khongnang, the banyan tree, first would be declared Tunggi Ningthou. But then, a strange thing happened. Sanajaoba, Sanayaima and Sanatomba all three of them finished the race together. They were expert riders and all three reached the finish line at the same time!
There was great excitement. “Look at them!” the people shouted, “Shagol thauba nupa, such fine horsemen!”
But one question remained; Who would be the Tunggi Ningthou?
The Ningthou and Leima turned to their sons. The Ningthou said, “Sanajaoba. Sanayaima and Sanatomba, you have proved that you are fine horsemen. Do something different each one of you, so that we can decide who will be Tunggi Ningthou.” Suddenly, Sanajaoba mounted his horse and held his spear straight in front of him. He looked around. There was a hush among people. “What is Sanajaoba, the eldest, going to do? They thought to themselves.
Sanajaoba then looked at the huge khongnang standing majestically in the distance. He pierced the tree and jumped his horse right through it!
“Bravo! Bravo!” The people shouted, “Thouro! Thouro! And then they fell silent.
Now it was the turn of the second son, Sanayaima. What would he do? Sanayaima too looked at the khongnang as he mounted his horse. Then he too rode towards the tree, harder and harder. The people watched in silence, afraid even to breathe. When he was really close, he urged his horse to jump. Higher and higher the horse rose until horse and rider jumped clear over the huge tree and landed on the other side in a wonderful motion.
The People breathed in relief and said in unison: Phajei! Phajei! Wonderful! Wonderful!
And now, it was the turn of the youngest son, Sanatomba. He, too, rode his horse towards the khongnang and, before anybody knew what was happening, uprooted it. Triumphantly he carried the tree to the Ningthou and Leima and laid it at their feet! Shouts of Thouro! Thouro! Phajei! Phajei!” filled the mountains.
The people grew restless. Why were the Ningthou and the Leima taking so long to make the announcement?
They craned their necks to see what was happening. The Ningthou and Leima were watching Sanatombi, their five year-old daughter. She looked sad and lonely. She stared at the khongnang which lay dead by the throne. Birds flapped worriedly around, searching for their homes in the tree. Sanatombi walked up to the khongnang and whispered, “The khongnang is dead. It was hurt by the spear and now it is dead.
The people were all attention. The Ningthou stood up. He looked at the three boys. He looked at the little girl. He turned to the people. “If anybody is worthy of becoming the ruler,” he said, “it is little Sanatombi. It was she who told us to look at the soul of the khongnang. Sanatombi feels the pain of others. She feels the pain of the people, the animals, the birds, the trees.”
“I declare Sanatombi the future Leima of Kangleipak,” the Ningthou said. A silence fell. Everyone turned to look at the little girl, their future queen. There she stood, all of five, like a small khongnang, with birds flying all around her. They sat on her shoulders and on her head. She held out her hands full of grain and the birds flapped about her, pecking at the food.
“A Leima is one who doesn’t hurt anybody in the kingdom.”