He appeared all on a sudden, then again got into his car and left as suddenly. No one understood the why, when or how of his comings and goings.
Thinking of uncle she murmured something to herself. It seemed that her mood grew a little blacker. Or, perhaps not. Perhaps her earlier mood grew a little more intense, that was all.
She heard a sound near the staircase door. She raised her eyes and saw an ash coloured tiny little cat looking at her with blinking eyes. She made no movement, only stared steadily at Tunu, and went on and on staring.
Well, how would you feel if someone stared at you and continued to do so without any rhyme or reason? Your mood would surely grow black. So did Tunu's. Besides, it seemed to her that the pussy cat, with its eyes fixed on her, was smiling. If it was that, surely Tunu had a right to get angry. You or she or I, for that matter anyone would have that right.
Titu has been lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly. But she's not feeling drowsy at all. Mom has told her to sleep for a while at noon so that she can study for a long time at night. Her Primary Education Completion Exam is knocking at the door. She has prepared herself well. She is not inclined to sleep at noon. But she is being compelled to sleep because of her mom. Keeping the eyes closed tightly made her sleepy at a stage. Right then she heard someone shouting loudly on the road, “Need ghost, dear? Ghost?” Titu was shaken off sleep. She pricked up her ears and tried to understand whether she had heard something wrong or not. No, she wasn't wrong. Someone is still yelling, “Need ghost, dear? Ghost? Black ghost, White ghost, Short ghost, Long ghost, Lean ghost, Fat ghost?”
Titu said importunately to her mom, “Mom, I'll buy a ghost.”
Mom resentfully replied, “Shut up and sleep. I'll pull you by ears if I hear a single word more from you."
Titu restated, “I'll buy a ghost!” Mom woke up growling, “Move on, I'll get you caught by a ghost today.”
Titu frisked off the bed and rushed into the verandah. She noticed a tall, lean man standing on the road. He was carrying a black knapsack suspending from one shoulder and a few small wooden boxes from the other. He kept on shouting loudly, “Need ghost, dear? Ghost?”
Once, Sun fell in love with a princess. The princess too became quite fond of him. The Sun decided to send her a blood-red Ruby stone as a token of his love for her. He put the gem in a silken bag and asked a crow to deliver it to his beloved. In those days, a crow had milky white feathers and it was considered a sacred bird. As the crow began flying, he smelled delicious food from a wedding feast.
It kept the bag on a tree and went to eat the food. A merchant saw the bag and was overjoyed to see itscontents. He took out the ruby, filled the bag with dry cow dung and put the bag on the tree. When the crow returned, he took the bag and reached the princess. She took the bag eagerly. But when she saw its contents, she reeled back in anger. She flung the bag away,
As soon as the baby was born, the wicked witch took her away and named her Rapunzel. Rapunzel had long, magic hair! The witch locked away her high in a tower that only had a little window at the top. To enter, the witch would call, 'Rapunzel! Let down your hair, so that I may climb without a stair! Then, Rapunzel would let down her long golden braid and the witch would climb into the tower on it.
Once a pilot crashed in the Sahara desert. The crash damaged his plane. A little prince came to him. He was a blond boy. He told the pilot that he was from a small planet called Asteroid 325. The Earthlings called his planet Asteroid B-612.
Sher Khan was the tiger who lived near the river. Mother wolf was worried that if Sher Khan began to kill the village cattle, the angry villagers would set the grass alight with fire and then they would all have to run away from their cave.
Once upon a time, there lived a lovely princess. She was born with fair skin and blue eyes. She was so fair that she was named Snow White. Snow White's mother died when she was a baby and her father married again.
Once upon a time, there lived a dear little girl who had lost her mother. She lived with her wicked step-mother and two horrid step-sisters who treated her terribly. She worked hard all day in the kitchen, sweeping and mopping the floors, while her step-sisters did nothing but dress up and preen! Every evening Cinderella sat by the kitchen fireside and tried to keep herself warm near the cinders. That is why she was called Cinderella.
