One day I was sleeping alone. Then I got one touch. I was thinking what is that, why I had got a touch? When I turned right I saw a robot! The robot was telling that what happened? Moving his hands right, left, up, down and bottom side. Actually it was a Bengali robot!
When I was asked it “will you be my friend?”, the robot said “yes! But if you listen to me then I will be your friend”. I told “yes. Why not, but I am not sure”. The robot tells that you had told yes and so you have to listen to me really. When I was going to my school after that I saw he was sitting next to me. He was going there, too. I requested it to go out of my school and go home. “Donot disturb me”. He told that I will not go and be with you. I told him okay but please be invisible if you be with me.
Then my daddy came from home, he saw I was talking with someone. He said that with whom are you talking? No one is there. The robot started telling something in my ear. My Daddy told that why are you doing like this. The robot was showing his blue hand. My daddy asked that, “what is this? Toy or a robot in your room?” I told yes papa, I am having a robot. He came away from my window. He told me okay and he went home.
Next day was Laxmi Puja. My robot had turned like my father. When I saw him I told him why have you done that? The robot told it is fine and I told “okay”. When I was sitting in Laxmi puja with my robot, father and friends was sitting with me too. When I was taking picture with my friends, the robot was hitting in my back. When the picture was taken I went to my room. Suddenly there was a push and I saw myself in bed.
Last Sunday, I went to a picnic with my family and friends. It was a place called Kanak Garden. We went there in our own car.
On the way we picked up one of our friend and his family. When we reached there, everyone had already started to play. We joined them in the middle of the game. We played cricket and my team won. In the middle of the game, my mother forced me to have my breakfast. We had puri, sabzi and jelebi. We then made two teams. One team was of few dads and another team was with my friends. We played football. The game ended without any goal. After that I played a new game called ‘Housie’. I even won a ten rupees prize.
Then our dad’s began to lay the tables for our lunch. We had our lunch together. When our parents were having lunch, some of us clicked pictures of them and few served them. After lunch, as our parents were not allowing us to play cricket or football or badminton, we started playing hit the wicket. I was able to hit the wicket three times. Slowly it stated to get dark. We all said goodbye to each other and returned home.
This is the first time I went to such a picnic. I enjoyed it very much.
Jawaharlal Nehru’s birthdy is celebrated as Children’s day in India. This is celebrated on 14th November every year. Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru was the first Prime Minister of India and remained as the Prime Minister until his death in 1964. We celebrate his birthday as Children’s day because he loved children and also emphasized on giving love and affection to children. He was very close to the children and was known as Chacha Nehru. This day is celebrated to increase the awareness of people towards the rights, care , education of children. This day is celebrated with many events in schools of India. The teachers explain the importance of the day to the students. This is the day for students to remember Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru by his work for the country and also to take pledge for doing great deeds and sacrifice for the motherland.
It was like one of those Friday evening during which Sundar was returning to Keutia, his native village. It was already 6 o’clock in the evening last it seemed to be quite late at night as it was already late November. Sundar was an employee in a private IT firm in Salt Late, Sector V, the IT hub of Kolkata. But during every ..day might be returned to his native village Keutia. It was one of those backdated areas that was situated in of the most remote areas located in the outskirts of the city region.
It was that particular time of the day which was mainly seen as the “hours of the defeated”. Sundar had taken this job only in the last month, but during this short span of time only he had developed a bad taste for home coming. It was quite obvious that a person who had shifted to the city would have quite mesmerized by the facilities that he could get in the city. In this IT firm work is done in moments with scientific precisions. But he was trying to escape from his weekly 9-5 schedule.
Sundar returned home. He asked his 67 years old father “Hi! Baba, how are you ?”. His father replied “I am fine, your mother has gone to Siraj’s house next door”. To his utter astonishment, Sundar remarked “why Baba?”. His father quite irritatedly remarked that “Arrey! Siraj’s brother Sajid is very ill today, so he will be taken to the ojha and the Tantrik who will perform their required rituals and the Yagaya and also will give a list of necessary do’sand don’t’s for the family. “Do you believe all these Tantriks? I don’t know.”.
Sundar felt extremely disturbed when he heard of this backdated practices that prevail in this area even today. It is merrily due to the fact that still poverty, literacy, unemployment have been the curse of the society even today. Despite the country has advanced so much in the fields of science, technology, astronomy, defense but still we have not been able to eradicate this backwardness from the country. He felt that as long this practice will prevail India will not progress.
According to Sundar he should develop a feeling of scientific temper and tolerance towards all in accordance with the fundamental duties stated by the constitution. As a responsible citizen of the country Sundar felt that it is a duty to be tolerant towards all and think rationally before taking our action. Being absorbed in this thought Sundar went for a sleep to have a super Saturday next day.
Compiled by Soumalya
Purbayan Dey : Like an avarage Kolkatan he likes to spend his time by pandal hopping. Puja is a time when an avarage Kolkatan tries to enjoy his heart out. Specially after his half-yearly examination is over he is also going to have an nice time this year. He is a very hearty eater an likes to eat phuchkas.
He is also a student of class 9. This year he wants to enjoy the vacation speacially after his tests are over. He competes with himself every year about the number of pandals he has hopped. His count is 122 as he has watched all the four days of the puja. This year he hopes for something more.
like the above two energetic fellows he had discussed,he is in perfect contrast to them. He is a lazy fellow. After his examinations are over he said to Kidsunfold that I will spend the entire puja sleeping and eating. He fears that after this vacation he will be easily putting up 10 kilos.
Swarat Roy Chowdhury-
He is not a firm believer of this pujas and gods. And is a self centered human being (According to the inference made by the Kidsunfold team). He is a song lover and his favorite popstar is EMINEM.But despite of this he has decided to spent some time with his friends and enjoy his vacations.
He is a typical facebook-er who changes his profile picture at a duration at a duration of a few hours.But also he is a foody and likes to hop in the restaurants like Dominos KFC etc.But this puja he is also going to be the volunteer of his local puja pandal. So despite of his limited time he is going to enjoy his puja.
One day I went to meet my friends. Their names were Bippo, the hippopotamus, Bagra, the panther, Bichu, the giraffe, Halwa, the elephant and Balla, the monkey. I played with them every evening. I liked hide & seek the most. One day Bagra drew the best in school. He scratched the stone a little on which he had drawn. His scratching had made an awful sound. When we returned home Bagra’s father uncle Diego visited us. He liked our den. My father Sher Khan was very happy to see Uncle Diego. Uncle Diego gave me his two long teeth and said, “use this to protect yourself from enemies.”
The following day i was roaming around the forest in search of prey. After sometime I didnot realize and suddenly i was caught in a cage. I tried all day to free myself. Then I heard the elephant’s parade going. I called my friend Halwa. He came with his family and friends and freed me with his trunk.
I tried to get back home. But I could not find my way home,
as it was very dark inside the deep forest.
I was so confused that I could not tell which path led where.
I heard an owl was hooting some where near by.
I became very scared. Suddenly, I saw something glowing beside me. So, I became more scared. Sweat came down through my body. I tried to escape, so i started running. After few moments I reached near the banks of a river. I looked up and saw the stars twinkling in the night sky.
Then I heard a roar. Then i again saw something was glowing beside me. So I closed my eyes. Something touched me and I was about to run again. Then I realized that it was my father who was looking for me quite anxiously. At last I went home happily.
The main cause of brain drain is un-inspiring education and high competition in India. The number of educational institutions (primary, secondary and high) is limited compared to the number of students, who are therefore enrollment. Hundreds and thousands of our qualified young stars take off from international airports in order to acquire higher education and lucrative jobs in USA, UK, Germany, France, Canada, Australia etc. Most of these Indians often settle there attracted by the facilities and the higher quality of life provided in these countries. During the decade long debate over brain drain it has been decided that excellence is neither recognized nor rewarded in India. It has been estimated that the country loses approximately 2.4 billion dollars due to brain drain. Critics are of view that the developed countries provide higher facilities, pay packages and perks, the country cannot dissuade youngsters from going abroad. What has been India’s loss has been the gain of other countries where the youths have migrated.
2. Student- Adhiraj
3. Teacher- Shilpa Ma’am
Narrator– It is 15th of August and the independence day of India and the principal of the school delivered a very motivating and cheerful speech on Independence Day. Children with great enthusiasm made their independence day. There was one kid Adhiraj who was a little eccentric. He always thought something which was out of the box. He by reading novels and articles had a thought on what independence means to us. Let’s see what Adhiraj thinks………..
Adhiraj:- (sitting on a chair) Today principal ma’am gave a very enthusiastic speech but what does independence mean to us? Is it only getting freedom from British or is something else? I’ll talk to my social teacher regarding this let’s have her thoughts on this.
Narrator– Adhiraj goes to his social teacher and asks her about this…..
Adhiraj:- Ma’am, do you have a minute to talk?
Teacher:- Yes, yes Adhiraj ?
Adhiraj:- Ma’am I wanted to ask that what does independence mean to you?
Teacher:- For me, independence is the freedom of the soul, a perception of the mind and a feeling understood by the heart. This freedom, perception and more importantly, this feeling is that of liberation, patriotism, self-dependence and other such things.
Adhiraj:- But Ma’am I believe that India though called independent is independent only by definition. Problems like corruption, poverty, unemployment, terrorism, caste realted violence still exist in our nation.
Teacher:- But Adhiraj we need to understand the fact that we constitute our nation, it does not constitute us.
Adhiraj:- But Ma’am I strongly believe that Independence is not our right to express but our right to be heard. What fun is that people are speaking for the improvement of the nation but no one gives importance to it?
Teacher:- Independence is not what we feel, but what we make of it and most importantly, independence is not about rights, but our duties towards them.
Adhiraj:- Independence from my point of view is not only the sense of belonging, but a sense of contribution and existence in every step that our nation takes.
Teacher:- I agree to you Adhiraj. If your point of view becomes the point of view of the youth India would become a much better country.
Adhiraj:- Ma’am what do you think we can do about problems like corruption, poverty etc. ?
Teacher:- See we can always take out campaigns, make people aware about the harms of corruption and for poverty we can always donate money and things which are necessary for survival. We can always give ideas to the government for solving these problems. Your idea may get selected.
Adhiraj:- Will this make India a better country?
Teacher:- It surely will.
Adhiraj:- Thank you ma’am for your precious time.
Teacher:- No problem Adhiraj I found it a very fruitful debate.
Narrator– With such a lot of brainstorming over Independence and its importance in our lives, it is not difficult to believe that the youth are concerned about the issues of the nation, as long as they are given platforms. The need of today’s youth is to be heard, not passed off. The need of today’s youth is to be free, not restrained. The need of today’s youth is realization of values and not imposition. The need is not a need, but a want that must be satisfied.
Generation gap has become a common problem these days. Often we find that the children are not being able to match the expectations of their parents. The children in turn are quite dissatisfied with their grown-ups. The parents and the grandparents are not being able to adopt with the changing times and this has lead to the wide spread of the problems.That is why we find the parents and the children are complaining about generation gap, that leads to mal-adjustments in social life.
We know that every problem has its own solutions. So the generation gap can also be bridged. The only thing that is the co-operation of the Gen X, Gen Y and Gen Z or the grandparents, parents and the children is needed. Then only the problem can be resolved.
So let us start with how the children can react in order to curb this problem. We have often noticed that the feeling of love, respect and honour for the elders are gradually becoming absent in the minds of the children. So the children need to develop a feeling of love, compassion and respect for the elders. They also need to be caring and helpful and should try to act as an extra helping hand for their parents and grandparents. Sometimes the children specially the teenagers think that they are more independent and do according to their mind. But that should not be the case. They should made to understand that the elders have seen the world for a long period of time and they need to honour their experience. They also think that their parents expect a lot of things from them but the parents in reality only expect an effort in their studies.
It is not only the children who should be made responsible in order to bridge this gap. The parents and the grandparents should also took the initiative. They should provide them their wards with a bit of space. No two individuals in this earth are equal to each other. This should also be under thier knowledge. Times have changed and their is no scope for the parents to compare them with their children. They should realise and not expect much from their children. The world is not easy for them. Higher expectations can make life stressful for the students and can lead to moodswings.
So the role of the elders indispensible in the lives of their juniors. They need to guide them in the life and groom them without any indulgence. They should get prepared for the challenges that they face in their life.
“LETS BRIDGE THE GAP” should be the order of the day.
I and my dog Timmy saw a hawk in the garden. We saw that how it was feeding it’s chicks.It was an amazing sight. After watching that we went to the jungle to watch wild birds. We hid in a grass. I took the binocular out of my bag and saw birds. Then I saw an eagle coming towards us. I took out my double barreled gun and shot a bullet at the eagle. The bullet missed the eagle but the eagle flew away. I said to Timmy “Tell me where the eagle has gone.” He sniffed. Then he started smelling the ground. It ran deeper into the jungle and soon he stopped. I looked up. Guess what I have seen. Nothing but a crowd of eagles. I hid myself. Then I took out my gun, I shot at them, D..H..I..C..H..K..A..O..O..O…
One of them was dead but the others chased me. I ran out of the jungle and they were still chasing me. I ran and ran fast. I tripped over a stone and fell down. Timmy was pulling my sleeves to pick me up. He then suddenly started to lick me. He made my face wet and I realized that I had fallen asleep while completing my science project for next week. It was a bad dream. It is never good to kill birds. My mother scolded me for not completing the project. It was late. I ate my dinner and went to bed and sank into a deep sleep. Next day, as it was a Sunday, I went into the jungle and took pictures of many birds. I returned home and printed them. Next day I took my project to school. I came first in class. When I returned home I told everyone that I was first. They were all very happy. I was so excited.