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Went For A Ride.

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We had gone for a ride. After nearly travelling three blocks I asked my father to stop the car. There was a McDonald’s nearby and they were offering ice creams at truly cheap rates. Baba stopped the car and I got down and stood in the line to buy ice cream. The line was big. Apparently everyone felt the thirst for ice creams and needed to buy them urgently.

After nearly waiting for ten minutes, I could place my order. The man serving the ice creams was quick at his work. He first made the waffle, moulded it into a cone, served vanilla ice cream into and added strawberry slurry on top of it. I thanked the man after I took the ice creams from him.

The first taste of the ice cream was exotically divine. I simply sat down on a bench and so did Ma and Baba. The ice cream’s taste gave us a peep into heaven’s beautiful garden where all good souls have a rest after a day’s hard work. The outing became more beautiful and some day when God takes us together back to his abode, we shall definitely visit that garden where only happiness resides and birds sing as sweetly as the morning Sun shine.

Adios!

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David And The Bird.Part-1

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Once David was walking down the road, when he saw a small bird sitting on a branch. He whistled to it and the bird turned his heads towards him. As David reached near the tree, the bird kept a watch on him and the moment he dropped some corns for the bird to eat, the bird flew and sat on a higher branch.  David walked a few paces and turned but saw that the bird was not there on the tree anymore.

He thought that he might have flown away. He started walking again and saw that a boy was riding a bicycle and went ahead of him. On the back seat of the cycle, the bird was sitting and preening its feathers.

David felt happy on seeing him again and whistled again but this time the bird got off the cycle, came in front of David and whistled and flew away into the skies unknown.

Two days later David again met with that bird.

Adios!

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Cricket On A Road.

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Have you ever played cricket on a road? The game simply becomes fantastic.

A game of cricket played on any road, is a game where the stumps are either shorter or longer or most probably imaginary.

The rules are self-made and the umpiring is highly biased.

The most fun comes when protests are lodged with the umpire, who often disregards the rules towards the team whom he is not favouring.

When a batsman hits a four or a six, he learns it the hard way, that when the ball goes into someone else’s house, it is hard to convince them to give it back.

Many run away after the ball accidentally hits someone’s window glass and breaks it.

Road cricket is full of fun and frolic but be very careful, don’t hit anyone’s glass panes.

Adios!