By Ilyas. K. P. A. After crossing the many many galaxies I knew, At last I would reach the border.  One carefree leap, Right over the edge of the border of the Universe, To watch a big beautiful valley beyond it, The dim, resplendent lamps of its villages  Shimmering through the wandering nebulae. I am requesting my teacher  Who had  introduced me to the Cosmos To accompany me for the Long Range Patrol over the edge of it.  Thinking of the days I was patrolling the border with Burma, ...

By Ilyas. K. P. A The sweet little one took his naughty noisy bath,  Combed his hair that were jumping here and there,  And put on his ironed, stiff uniform. "Mamma, they think a happy disciplined boy I am. But wash my heart and apply that scent,  Bath my mind and cloth him too,  Comb my will and set me free. Lest I go swirling, whirls galore. Make me steady Before you kiss me good bye for the day." ...

By Ilyas. K. P.A We had gone for Badminton. Papa and I. The trip was actually more about riding the new bicycle Papa brought me. Badminton coach Imty was strict today also and I got scared again today. Every step should be as he says. You have to hold the racquet the way he commands. You have to smash the way he showed you. On our way back, one minute into our ride home, I noticed a little, tiny spider sitting on the front carrier of my cycle. I got scared and stopped the cycle abruptly and s...

By Hasan Wadud I had always feared dogs for many reasons. Even though most of them didn’t have any intention to harm me. When I heard that a dog was about to come next door, I imagined a black, muscular, sharp-toothed, fierce dog. But what came was not that. He was a small, light brown and white, innocent, cute dog. I was happy. His name is Coco. Let’s call him Mr. Coco. Now you see, he was a unique dog. He ate watermelons, bananas, chicken bones but never ate dog food. I liked that. He goes...

By Yaari. S Olaf was a lover of cats(what they call an ailurophile)- an extreme sort of that. Well, he is not to be blamed. He, as a baby was surrounded with cats. Not just two or three but tons! So obviously, he started developing a certain attraction towards them. More and more, as he grew. Sometimes I wondered if this attraction would end him up in some trouble. Though he was the youngest amongst the siblings, he didn’t fear to fight for his cats. For, he couldn’t dare to live without t...

By Hasan Wadud It was a fine Friday morning, and I had written a couple of letters to my best friends and cousins. I had to send it to them. Even though there is WhatsApp and stuff, I prefer post. I also had a badge that I wanted to parcel. After a couple of hours, while I was on my way home after the Friday prayers, I decided to visit the post office to send my letters and badge. The office was in the next colony, at least according to Google Maps. In the photo, it looked like a modern offic...

By Yaari. S Tara was a baby when she entered the library at home for the first time. She was amused, and she did try helping herself by opening the books and staring at the pictures for hours. When her Papa stepped into the library that day, he was beyond shocked to see that eye-popping scene.. he realised his daughter has got a liking to books. Then from then onwards, he told her stories day and night, in fact.. every single day. When she started to grow up.. he taught her alphabets, words and...