This is my story. Even if you don’t believe me, it’s all true. This is a secret, which only my serious brother, Marcus, and my sister, Clara who takes everything lightly, even a murder, know about. Coming back to the story, my siblings and I along with my cousins – Rokia, Genina, and Veronica – live in Winnipeg, Manitoba. In Winnipeg, the weather is at most -9.3°C in winter. So, during every Christmas break, we all go south to the USA for camping in Coconino Forest. If there is one thing that we learned from vacationing is to always avoid crossing densely populated cites as they are noisy. In Coconino National Forest, we are never allowed to go past the river as there exist creatures that will rip you apart in 5 seconds. Well, on one instance, my curiosity got the better of me and I asked everyone to come to the other side of the river. None of my cousins listened but Marcus and Clara wanted to join me. It was just the three of us then and we were all excited.
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The Secret Of The Talking Parrot
Once upon a time in a city, there lived a fowler named Timma. He would catch birds for a living. One day, he caught a parrot. When Timma tried to cage the parrot, the parrot replied, “Please! Let me go. If you let me go then a rare parrot will come to your net and you can catch it.” Timma was astonished. He exclaimed, ” You are so valuable! You can talk and I would be a fool to let you free but still I will set you free.”. He let the parrot free.
Mother, Mother you are so precious to me,
You do all the work, I see.
You are so beautiful,
You are always cheerful.
I Know…It’s Okay!
Hope you are doing well!
I woke up today, looked into the mirror and realised that I have known you for more than 40 years now.
BTB Storyteller of the Week – Ranjini Guha
BTB Virtual Round-Table Discussion Series – Chapter 2
The Artist Within Me
Animals controlling farms,
Lions going to the barber;
The artist within me can make me laugh,
And take me to places even farther.