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- November 6, 2025
- Age Group, Life Lessons, Moral Stories
Why Consistency Always Wins
Aarav was a young boy who dreamed of becoming a great painter. Every evening, he would scroll through social media and stare at beautiful artworks.
Aarav was a young boy who dreamed of becoming a great painter. Every evening, he would scroll through social media and stare at beautiful artworks.
In the heart of an old Indian forest, there lived a lion who had once been strong and fierce.But now he had grown old and
It was a fine winter morning in a small Indian field.The golden sunlight touched the grass, and a grasshopper sat on a stone, stretching his
It was a bright morning in Vrindavan, and the gentle breeze carried the sound of Krishna’s flute through the fields.By the Yamuna River, the Gopis,
Long ago, in a quiet village at the edge of a forest, there lived a young shepherd boy named Arjun.Every day, he took his sheep
It was a hot summer afternoon in a small Indian village.The sun blazed in the sky, and the fields shimmered like gold. A little crow
In a small wooden pencil box, there lived a shiny new pencil named Piku.He had a sharp point, a smooth body, and a bright pink
Milo the little mouse lived inside a cozy hole near a farmer’s house.Every night, before going to sleep, he liked to visit his friends —
In a quiet Indian village at the edge of a mountain, there lived a stonecutter named Raghav.He worked hard every day, cutting rocks under the
High above the clouds, the Moon yawned.He looked at his sky full of stars and said softly, “It’s almost bedtime, little ones. Let’s shine gently

