She walks in and says “Good Morning”
And flashes her charming smile without a warning
Her gorgeous eyes stare with a charismatic glow
As she says “Darling, won’t you say hello?”
She walks in and says “Good Morning”
And flashes her charming smile without a warning
Her gorgeous eyes stare with a charismatic glow
As she says “Darling, won’t you say hello?”
The countryside was a vivid place. Old-fashioned folk resided in the bustling sectors of the city, amidst which was the cottage of Agatha, a well-known woman among the common citizenry. She wore a tight bun around her head as she intertwined her wrinkled hands around the complex piece of wool. The firelight shimmered on her face, presenting shining white hair that held underneath a variety of loops and curls. Her granddaughter Diana lay in a deep sleep in her lap. Agatha caressed her beautiful young face, remembering a time of her own. As she finished her knit, a bright vermillion cardigan perfect for the subfusc winters, she lay down in a curved position next to her granddaughter.
In Japan, I found myself again,
From busy but clean streets,
To lush and green countryside.
A land so busy, yet so calm,
It was so bright, so clean,
With the Cherry blossom’s gentle breeze.
TEENAGE JUGAAD
finally, a book for teens about teenage
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Author: Mitra Malani
Publisher: Notion Press
Genre: Realistic Fiction + Self help
Age group: Teenagers + Young Adults
PLOT SUMMARY
A couple weeks back, I was frustrated with my life.
I went over to my parents and said melodramatically, as if I was in a bollywood movie “I wouldn’t want even my worst enemies to become teenagers. Teenage is so annoying.”
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Located in Oceania between two great seas, Australia is a country that is talked about very little today. The world remains oblivious to its beauty, stunning culture, and delectable delicacies. A ‘haven of tradition’ would be a suitable name to describe its practices that can be traced back to long before in a hidden past.
I was as busy as a bee,
But then my brother started to iron my head.
I just hoped he wouldn’t spill the beans,
I sat silently, filled with dread.
Sometimes, what you despise can change you for the better if you actually try it. I don’t know why, but I used to hate writing. It just wasn’t my cup of tea. I was always a practical kid, surrounded by close-minded people, so I never really got a chance to explore what writing was. Despite being a hardcore introvert (and I still am), I never enjoyed writing. When I picked up a pencil, it was only to solve mathematical equations, not to create strings of words that made sense only to a select few.
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Once upon a time, there were four girls: Jaanvi, Manvi, Aarna, and Eva. They were very good friends and used to meet every day to play together. They were almost like sisters!
One day, while playing hide and seek, Aarna was the seeker, and the other girls had to hide. Aarna counted to 100, and the seeking began. As she was looking for her friends, she stumbled upon something. She picked it up and found a magic lamp, exactly like the one in the movie Aladdin. Aarna looked at the lamp and found it very beautiful. She decided to call the others and show it to them.
Anyone can put me down,
Still, no one will see me frown.
Bitterness will not affect me,
Sweetness will always attract me.
I recently decided to make chocolate croissants at home. The previous day, I looked up the recipe and discovered that it takes 8 to 10 hours to complete. Many people had mentioned that baking croissants is a tiring and tedious task, and it’s better to just buy them from a bakery. But I wanted to prove myself as a baker, so I decided to go through with it.