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Me And My Love क चड़ म म जब फसल गई A Rainy Day
for Tigers Jane stretched lazily, in her fluffy warm bed. It was a lovely Saturday
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वषा ऋत बहत सहावनी ऋत ह और मझ बहत अ छ लगती ह। पहल बजल कड़कती ह, फर बादल morning. The sun was shining, the birds chirping and the flowers dancing
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I, Ira Teny am an avid wildlife गरजत ह । फर वषा होने पर, पानी बरसने क रम झम आवाज़ बहत अ छ लगती ह। चार तरफ़ to the soft gentle breeze that sang to the trees. In short, it was a perfect day
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enthusiast. A student of DAIS, a 4th ह रयाल छा जाती ह। बाग म मोर नाचत ह और कोयल ककती ह। लगभग हर उ क लोग समान for an early morning walk.
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grader I have been going on wildlife ू
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safaris with my family ever since my प स इसका आनंद लत ह । हम ब चे शायद सबस यादा उ सा हत होत ह । With a happy squeal, Jane jumped out of her bed. Her little kitten, Tarzan
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third birthday. Given a choice, I एक श नवार क शाम, म और मेरा प रवार बगीचे म प खल रह थे। हम खब मज़ कर रह थे। सात was sunbathing, blissfully. Jane laughed. Jane's blue jogging suit looked
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would spend all my vacations in the टाइल बनाने क बार मर ट म क थी। अचानक बा रश होने लगी। आमतौर पर हम आ य क लए amazing on her. Her dark fluffy hair and wise cornflower eyes shone in the

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jungles. For my eighth birthday, my अदर भागत थे, ल कन इस बार हम खलत रह। म आ खर सातवीं टाइल लगाने क लए हवा क तरह morning light.
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twin brother and I raised funds that तज़ दौड़ रह थी। जस ह मन े टाइल लगाई, म क चड़ म फसल गई। भल ह म क चड़ म ढँक हई Jane quickly drank a cup of tea, snorting every now and then at Tarzan’s
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went towards forest conservation थी, फर भी म जीत पर खशी स उछल पड़ी। जब सब मझ गल लगाने क लए मर तरफ़ दौड़, तो वे crazy antics. Tarzan purred sensing her mistress's amusement. Jane picked
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efforts in the jungles of South India. up her jogging bag and off she went. She jogged down the street, up the
भी फसलने लग और मल हो गए। चँ क अब कवल हलक बा रश थी, इस लए मन े जाकर पानी का hill, through the grocery store, down the alley and finally over the bridge.
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Interestingly, I had no luck with tiger फ वारा चलाया। सभी लोग खशी स फल न समाए।
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sighting on my first 2 safaris in NATION TREE - ADI PAVOOR As she was returning home, she heard the telephone ringing. She was
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Kabbini and Ranthambore. It was on हमने इस म ती भर शाम को ढर सार हँसी, नाच, गाना और कई तरह क वा द ट गरमा गरम drenched by a sudden downpour that had surprised her on her long jog.
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my drive through in Tadoba that I met पकौड़ क साथ समा त कया। यह यार, खशी और पा रवा रक मौज-म ती का यादगार दन था। Jane ran inside to answer the phone before it could stop ringing, but her
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the most gorgeous Maya in Tadoba. I यह हमशा मर दल म रहगा। wet shoes and a lazy Tarzan brought her down like a pack of cards onto her
just froze in excitement and wonder, आरा या ब चन face!
at the wild cat's beauty and grace. And there she sat on the floor, phone in hand, in a puddle of water and
Thereon I have been on more jungle tears.
trips and have had many tiger Anaya Deshmukh
sightings. I have also had the good
fortune of a close encounter with
Bheetri, one of the most beautiful
tigresses of Bandhavgarh just a
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month before the tigress passed छ य का मज़ा
away. Tiger safaris are a game of
patience in my view. The key to छ याँ नाम सनत ह मन को सकन मलता ह और जब हम ढर सार छ याँ
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enjoying a tiger safari is to enjoy the मलती ह तब हमार खशी का कोई ठकाना नह ं रहता। छ याँ हर वग क लोग
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jungle and not only focus on wanting को य होती ह। इ ह ं बात को यान म रखकर कल और द तर साल क
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to sight a tiger. I would most certainly ू
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like to do something associated with SHARING MY PAINTING. श वात म ह छ याँ स नि चत कर दत ह ।
animal welfare when I grow up. म अपनी छ य क हर पल का परा मज़ा लती हँ। इसम खब सारा सोना, सबह देर
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Ira Teny स उठना, आलस करना, अपनी पसंद का खाना, अपने दो त क साथ पाक म
Old School खलना और ट वी दखना शा मल ह। वा षक छ य म म अपने प रवार क साथ
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The day has come अलग-अलग रा य , दश म घमने जाती हँ। दवाल और गणशो सव क छ य
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I'M BACK ! I exclaimed म म संदर रंगोल बनाती हँ और खब सार मठाइयाँ खाती हँ। ू
We find our seats छ याँ ख म होत ह , हम थोड़ स उदास हो जात ह , पर हमार अदर काम करने क
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And start the day! नई ऊजा आ जाती ह।
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Pencils , erasers and fun packed ready for us! ऐ वया वा मनाथन
The teacher walks in with a smile on her face
MEETING OUR WELLNESS GOALS KING OF THE JUNGLE-TANISHI Ready to get fun out of our case!
Oh how much fun we will have
But does more of Covid still await?
Oh, I hope not! The Monkey War in Hampi
The First Cake I Ever Baked
Oh, certainly not! “Hoo! Hoo! Crrr! Crr! Hoo! Crr!”. The shrill sounds made me jump out of
Have you ever baked before? Have you done it alone? Well, I have; and that's what I am Please lets just stick my skin! “What is that commotion, where is it coming from?” I asked my
going to tell you about today. It was December 21st at last! The sun shone brightly outside To the old OLD SCHOOL Dad as we entered the main hall of the vast Virupaksha temple in Hampi. It
the window. On the drive to my grandmother's house, I was so excited that I couldn't sit It was PERFECT in every way! was especially strange to hear this hubbub inside a peaceful temple. Then,
still because it was my mom's birthday. Yesterday I had baked and iced a cake for her and suddenly the reason behind the racket became as clear as day! A troop of
today she was having a small party! Anika Rangwalla monkeys were creating a ruckus! Some were atop the gopuram of the
Just then I reached my grandmother's house, which is in Chennai, and I jumped out of the temple, some near the pillars and few even came really close to me! A
car and ran inside. I rushed into the kitchen and opened the fridge. My cake was in there. It shiver ran down my spine and a stream of salty sweat trickled down my
had a green coffee cup, but the rest of the cake was white. A bit later my cousins, aunts, face! The monkeys had brown furry skin and sharp claws and would
uncles, my grandparents, and great grandparents arrived. quickly jump across pillars and roofs with their long tails for support. They
were agile in a blink of an eye would grab the snack someone was holding.
Soon my mom wanted to cut the cake. I shot into the kitchen, and I slowly took it out of the Their teeth gleamed as they argued with each other. It was like a battle
fridge, I walked step by step making sure the cake wouldn't fall. I stepped into the kitchen scene where the monkeys seemed to fight for the bananas that some
and scuttled across the floor, towards the table. A delightful aroma filled the hall. I people threw at them. I stood petrified staring at them wondering if they
carefully placed it on the table and waited with bated breath. Would my mother like it? I would attack me! I did not want to be a part of this battle, so I hid my fear
wondered. She did. I saw a smile creep up her face. I know she loved it! I was delighted and tried to slowly sneak away from the place. The guide moved on to
because it was the first cake I had ever baked on my own! other temples and interesting sites, but I couldn't shake off the memory of
This is one of my favourite memories because every time I bake, I am constantly reminded the aggressive monkeys, for the rest of the trip. Never did I imagine that
of this moment, of my first ever baked cake and the lovely time I had with my family. visiting a temple would turn out to be such a terrifying experience.
Maya Candade Saketaram Manikantan
XMAS JOYS PLANT OF INTEGRITY
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