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Kuchu and the Wobble Gang


“Yelp, yelp.” It was Sunday morning, and Kuchu was trying to sleep a bit more. But the constant yelping was not helping. So Kuchu reluctantly lifted his head from the blanket and could see slightly messed up ball of fur outside the window. Kuchu being Kuchu, there was nothing that could contain his curiosity. So he got up and put on his glasses – and discovered that the huddle of fur was actually four puppies sleeping, or trying to sleep over each other, while yelping away to glory. “Where could their mumma be?” Kuchu thought.

It had rained the night before, but this Sunday morning sunny with an extra dose of honey. Going outside – Kuchu noticed that the puppies were hardly a few days old and the huddle was their defense mechanism, against any rabid stray or any evil creature that might want to have too close a look at them. But as Kuchu approached them, one of them, wobbled across and started sniffing his blue slippers. Encouraged by this, his siblings also joined him with tails wagging. Kuchu forgot all about sleeping and got into playmate mode with the Wobble Gang – as he named them.

An hour passed like this. Kuchu’s mother had given up hope for him turning up for breakfast. But there was still hope for lunch, she thought. And in a few minutes, a whitish brown canine appeared in the garden, and started giving threatening looks to Kuchu. “So she’s here finally” sighed our poor Kuchu as he let them go from his lap and on to where they truly belonged. And as he started walking back, he turned round once, and he was sure he could see the slipper sniffer wink at him once. He smiled and entered home.

By The Humerus

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Sweetum meets Bon Bon


She has rosy cheeks and deep dimples just like the poem, floppy hair and a smile that would light up her face just like the Sun that brightens our days.

Sweetum would place her face on Mama’s palm and go to sleep everyday and dream little dreams of fairies and angels, of candy islands and ice cream castles.

Sweetum’s parents recently moved to the big city and she did not have friends to play with. So Sweetum would secretly ask God to send her a new friend.

Sweetum walked to school everyday. One day Sweetum thought that she was being followed. She turned to look and found a cute little pup sitting close to her feet. Sweetum picked up the little fellow in her hands and walked towards her school.

She realized she could not take the little fellow to the classroom as Miss would scold her. So Sweetum planted the little fellow in her school bag and ran to her class. She was already getting late.

The little pup was quiet for some time. After a couple of hours he became hungry and started squealing.

Sweetum opened her tiffin box and gave the little fellow a sammich to eat. School got over at 1 O’Clock and Sweetum took the puppy home.

“Mamma look what I found in school today.” Mamma turned and saw the little pup in Sweetum’s hands.

Mamma asked “What’s his name?”

Sweetum thought for a while “Ummn, Mamma his name is Bon Bon. Can I please keep him, please please please.”

Mamma smiled and said, “Of course, but only if you promise to take good care of Bon Bon.”

Sweetum danced a happy dance. She now had a friend to play with. She took Bon Bon for a walk. Played with him all day. Fed him, bathed him and took good care of the little fellow.

That evening Sweetum had a Thank you prayer for God and a friend forever.

By Birdie

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