Thursday, September 30, 2010

Every night

Every night
a  knocking sound
is heard
on my room’s window.

the window opens
And a gust of wind
rushes in my room.

The wind fills my room
with the sweet smell of
jasmine,magnolia and rose.

But before I can store that smell
in my mind heart and soul
A second gust of wind
comes in room
and takes that sweet smell
towards my neighbour’s  window.
Hemant Kumar

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Save children

Jumping children
Dancing children
Singing children
Clapping children.

Playing children
Running children
Fat children
Thin children.

Happy children
Sad children
Crying children
Smiling children.

My children
Your children
white children
Black children.

Here children
There children
Village children
Urban children.

Love children
Nurse children
Teach children
Save children.
Poetry By--Nitya shefali

Friday, September 24, 2010

Vegitarian Lion

                        Gabaroo lion was too old.His mouth was totally teethless.So he was unable to eat any thing.Feets were so week that he could not walk. His whole body was going weak to weaker day by day. So he was always feeling sad. He was always thinking what I will eat? How will I survive?
                           One day he called a meeting of all animals of jungle. He showed his teeth less mouth and jaws and told, “Friends, as you are seeing  I am unable to eat any hard food. So please bring any soft food for me that I can eat without teeth.”
                        All animals replied, “Yes Lord, we will bring some thing soon.” and all returned to their homes.All started thinking,started discussions.What we should give to Gabaroo lion?What type of food would he like?
                         Next day dog brought bread(Chapaties) for lion.Lion became very happy.But breads were too hard.Liondid not succeed in eating breads. 
                                                 In noon horse came with fresh and green grass.Lion smelled and told with unhappy face, “hmmm.. grass is not my food.How can I eat this?”
                         In eveaning Puccy cat brought a pot full of sweet milk.Lion tested milk, but did,nt like it.
                         Two days passed.But Gabaroo lion did’nt like any food.A small squrrel came with Almonds and Chestnuts.Lion was very happy to see that.But alas…..he could not eat Almonds os Chestnuts.
                         Gabaroo roared with anger.All animals gathered on the spot with fear. Lion shouted, “You all are not taking care of your king ? Have you forgotten me?You want to die me of hunger?”
                          “Lord ! we will solve your problem very soon.”Animals tried to convince him.
                     “O Dear monkey, you always traveled in human’s colonies.Search some thing from there.”Gabaroo lion shouted to monkey.
                                  ”Yes, lord king,I promise to bring some thing for you till evening.”told monkey.And he went through thin branches of tree.All animals thought,let us see monkey will provide what type of food to Gabaroo?
                              In evening lion lion was sitting in front of his cave/dane.His condition was very bad due to hunger.Suddunely monkey jumped from tree. He had a bunch of yellow bananas in his hands. Banana’s sweet smell provoked lion’s hunger. Monkey peel a Banana and feed that to Gabaroo’s teethless mouth.Monkey peeled Bananas one by one and fed him all. At last his hunger was subsided.He roared again with joy and happyness.All animals gathered there again.
                “My dear friend,you bring this sweet fruit daily and feed me….”told Gabaroo lion to monkey.
                            And from that time monkey brings daily big bunch of banana for him.And Gabaroo lion also very happy.One more thing ---from that time monkies also traveleing in human’s colonies in search of any new food items for their king Gabaroo.
Hemant Kumar


Wednesday, September 15, 2010

How beautiful is sky

Somewhere blue,
somewhere red
Somewhere cloudy,
how beautiful is the sky.

Long long distances,
at the end of the horizon
Sky, blue sky and,
 only beautiful blue sky.

In the sun light
Its converted in a play ground
For many sweet and beautiful birds
Where they play, jump take a dive,
And arrange a music concert.

In the dark nights
When all of us enjoy our dreams
The sky looks like a silver plate
Where moon starts dancing
With infinite twinkling stars.

Some times colours make different shapes
On the wall of this blue sky
Some lions some elephants start
their parade in this sky.

Suddenly these elephants and lions
Start colliding with winds coming from hills
And the rain starts spraying water on earth
A beautiful rainbow appears in the sky
How amazing and beautiful
Is the sky.
Somewhere blue somewhere red
How beautiful is the sky.

Poem By—Neha Shefali
Posted By—Hemant Kumar

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Search of Home

                                     The  most  beautiful  home in jungle was Chunmun rabbit’s home.Chunmun was so cute.And his house was also cute like him.
                             One day an elephant named Ramu passed by his house.He saw Chunmun’s house and thought---it,s so nice and airy.I should have a home like this.
                Immediately he called Chunmun and told him,“ from today, this beautiful airy house is mine and I will live here .”
             “What? In my house? But it’s to small.”rabit replied with fear.
          Ramu elephant looked at the house thoughtfully.First from left and then from right side to.“o,yes it’s too small for me.”He said to Chunmun rabit and walked away to look for other house.
         Ramu went to the ant’s colony.He tried to peep in their small houses.Ants  explained him,“your body is too  big.So try to search big house.
        Elephant walked towards the hill. Jackale’s cave looked really big. He walked around the cave.But he did,nt find it very comfortable. All the jackals told him,“Brother Ramu you are too fat and big.So please search a big very big house.”
            Ramu elephant get angry.and went away.Now ramu was standing under a Tamarind tree.A weaverbird peeped out from her nest and requested,“O big brother,please don’t disturb us. Because we are tired and are resting.”
          “Hummm…… no one wants to give me his house.Where will I live?” Ramu elephant cried in anger.He walked away in the fields.
            He saw some rats playing out side their home. “o,no….no…. I can not  live here. It’s a dirty place.” He thought and went ahead.
      Now ramu thought,“Wow…..Lion is my best friend.And his home is big also.Why  did’nt I think of this before?”
      He went to the Lion’s cave.the cave was impty.He thought,“nice!it’s a good time.”He entered quickly in the cave.
     But it was his bad luck.His back crushed in the cave’s roof.He got stuck there.Nither could he go forward nor could he move back. He tried again and again.
               Ultimately he was thrown out by his own force.He stood under a tree and took a deep breath.
                “O god…!I was wrong.I am too big and fat.So I can not fit any body’s house.My home is an open field. The whole Jungle,hills and ….open fields. I can go and live any where.”Ramu elephant told him self.And he moved towards the river for a bath.
Hemant Kumar

Monday, September 06, 2010

Future’s Artist and painters

Some children had send their paintings and drawings to me. I am publishing these as it is without any correction or changes. So please you observe and watch their Creations,art,skills and imagination also.And enjoy their colourful works.
Artist--Nitya Shefali
      Artist--Nitya Shefali    
                                                         Nitya shefali
                                                                      St dominic savio college
  Artist--Shreyash singh
      Artist--Shreyash singh

                Shreyash singh
                         St dominic savio colleg


Thursday, September 02, 2010

Sweet bird

A sweet little bird
Comes daily
in my garden
She jumps
here and there
One plant to
another plant
Sing very sweet songs.

she makes
funny noises
to take food
from me
At other times
She brings
Sweet fruits for me.

And she
requests me
With pitiful
In her eyes
Not to make her orphan
By cutting trees.
Illustration & poetry-----
Nitya  Shefali

Wednesday, September 01, 2010


Butterfly butterfly
O, colourful butterfly.

Where did you come from,
And where will you go,
I don’t know,
Your where abouts.

But I know only,
Your lovely sweet colours,
I feel only your wing’s smoothness
On my face and in my heart,always.

Can you tell me,
Who painted your wings in amazing colours,
Can you tell me,
who gave smoothness to your wings.

O, lovely butterfly,
Don’t be afraid of me,
Come in my garden
And play with me.

Have a look at
 these colourful flowers,
Which I have planted
only for you.

I am assuring you,
I ‘ll not touch your wings,
And wo’nt give you
any harm.

Butterfly butterfly,
O,colourful butterfly.
Hemant Kumar