The Importance of Dusshera 🌟 Every year, when the skies turn golden with autumn sunsets, the air fills with excitement. Streets are decorated, fairs come
“O best among men [Arjuna], the person who is not disturbed by happiness and distress and is steady in both is certainly eligible for liberation.”
It was a warm Sunday morning. Birds chirped, flowers bloomed, and children filled the park with laughter. Amid all the fun, little Aarav sat quietly
There was a time when every day felt like a race to nowhere for Kavya. Deadlines, emails, meetings — the noise outside matched the noise
Aarav had always been the quiet one in his class. He sat at the back, spoke only when asked, and spent lunch breaks with a
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon when Maya found herself sitting by the window, the soft drizzle tapping gently against the glass. Her phone buzzed
Once upon a time in a sunny village, a kind potter named Karim had two gentle donkeys named Rafi and Noor. Every morning, he loaded
One rainy afternoon, 14-year-old Aarav sat cross-legged on the verandah, staring at the grey clouds. His grandmother was inside, chanting softly from the Bhagavad Gita.
Diya was not like every other kid in her class. While most children had one mummy and one papa, Diya had teen (three) mummy-papa! Her
One day, high up in the great blue sky, a small cloud named Chhoti lived. Chhoti enjoyed drifting along and watching the world below. However,
