Story 1 – When the Stars Learned the Way Home The day had been long, but not difficult. Aarav finished his dinner slowly, listening to the soft sounds of the house settling down. Plates were stacked. The tap ran once more and stopped. Someone closed a window halfway, letting the evening air move gently through…
Too Polite for His Own Good The Giggle Globe Gang walked down a quiet street that morning. Birds chirped. Shops opened slowly. People smiled as they passed. Milo cleared his throat. “Okay,” he said seriously, “I’ve learned something.” Luna looked up.“Oh?” “Yes,” Milo nodded. “In a new country, we must be very polite.” Bobo clapped.“I’m…
Is Something Wrong… or Is It a Festival? The noise started suddenly. Boom.Clang.Music.Laughter.Drums that felt like they were dancing on the ground. Milo froze in the middle of the street. “…Is the city breaking?” he whispered. Bobo dropped his snack.“Should we hide?” Luna looked around calmly. Lights blinked everywhere. People smiled. Children ran past with…
The Day the Table Disappeared The Giggle Globe Gang followed the smell. It wasn’t one smell—it was many.Warm. Spicy. Sweet. Something fried. Something buttery. Bobo held his stomach.“I think my tummy is calling me.” Milo nodded confidently.“Good. I’m an expert eater now.” Tiki the backpack whispered,“He survived one meal and rewrote his life story.” They…
Story 1- Milo vs. the Mighty Spice Surprise Milo jumped off the train first. “Ahhh, India!” he announced, spreading his arms wide like a movie hero.“Smells… interesting.” Behind him, Luna adjusted her glasses and looked around carefully. The street was busy. Scooters zipped past. Shops sparkled with colors. People laughed, talked, waved. Bobo sniffed the…
Story 6 — The Night the Lights Learned to Listen The city usually never slept. Even at night, lights blinked from tall buildings. Signals changed colors. Screens glowed softly behind windows. But tonight, something was different. Ayaan sat on the floor near the window, lining up his toy cars. One moment, the room was bright….
Story 5 — The Boat That Knew How to Wait Morning arrived quietly on the river. The water moved, but slowly, like it was still waking up. Floating houses rested side by side, tied gently to wooden posts. Some rocked a little. Some stayed almost still. Kavi stepped onto the narrow wooden walkway outside his…
Story 4 — Why the Snow Stayed Quiet The mountains were awake, but very quiet. Snow covered the roofs, the paths, and the tall trees that stood like careful listeners. Even footsteps sounded different here. Softer. Slower. Ina pulled her wool cap lower over her ears as she stepped outside with her father. Her breath…
Story 3 — The Dress That Began as a Cloud The morning air was cool and quiet. Meera walked beside her grandmother through the field, her sandals brushing against dry soil. All around them were small plants with soft white puffs sitting on their branches, like tiny clouds that had forgotten how to float. Meera…
Story 1: The Day Nothing Was Supposed to Happen Nothing special was supposed to happen that morning. That was the problem. Kayal noticed it first—not because she was searching for something, but because she always noticed what didn’t ask to be noticed. The ceiling fan in the living room was rotating slower than usual. Not…
