Thursday, June 20, 2013

How I saved Daniel Radcliffe


“Good night mom!”

 “Did you finish your homework and brush your teeth?”

Hi! I’m Pr Pra.. sorry, I will introduce myself later. I’m too sleepy to say another wo.. wor.

Suddenly, I woke up with a jump. Someone was poking me with a stick! I looked up, down, left, and right. No one was there. I went back to bed, but with one eye open. This time I saw a black cloak behind the stick. I immediately looked up angrily, “whoever just poked me with a stick, they ..” I stopped when I recognized a familiar face. It was none other than Lord Voldemort, the-one-who-shall-not-be-named himself! I looked at his weird-looking face. Then I started laughing. I just couldn’t help it! This was anyway just a dream, so I was not scared of the Lord whoever. But, you know, after a few minutes of this staring game, I admit that this guy was freaking me out.

Suddenly, he grabbed hold my shoulder and started flying! We flew through the night. Finally we reached a dark and unpleasant place. It was surrounded by deatheaters. Lucius Malfoy tied me up to a pillar. I glanced at the middle of the crowd. And guess who I saw there? It was Daniel Radcliffe himself!

“My Lord,” started Bellatrix Lestrange, “why have you brought this Muggle boy here?” Voldemort laughed harshly, “Because he acted as Harry Potter, the boy wizard, in those movies!” I felt sorry for Daniel Radcliffe as he was trembling from head to toe.

Voldemort took out his wand.

“B-but I didn’t do it! Stammered Daniel, “I-it was umm Ruper Grint!” I couldn’t believe that Daniel was planting it on Rupert, who we all know acted as Ron Weasly.

But Voldemort just smirked. And before I realized what was happening, Daniel Radcliffe was put  under the Imperius curse!

“Wait!” I shouted, “Can I have your autograph?” “No!” replied Daniel Radcliffe. I knew that Voldemort was controlling him because after a few minutes Daniel said, “I will always act like you, my lord, in all my future movies.” This was too much to take. Without thinking what I was doing, I punched Voldemort in his face. He fell down on his back. All the deatheaters started flying away in fear. And I went spinning, spinning, spinning through the air! Finally I landed on my bed.

It was all a dream, of course. Hey! It was not, because I woke up with Daniel Radcliffe poking me. “Two words” he said, “Thank you!”

“Two words,” I grinned back, “Good night!”


PS: I forgot to introduce myself, but I’ll do that when I wake up, OK?

My first book! Also on Amazon Kindle


Guess what I got for my birthday? My parents published 22 of my stories and verses as a book! It is also available on Amazon Kindle. It's called "Susie's Tiger and Other Stories". 
The Kindle book costs just 99c.. that's like 5c per story :) I'm donating all the money to a couple of schools in a village near Bangalore for buying reading material. Cool, right?

You can download the book on amazon at 

thanks, Pratya
PS: Write to me if you want the print book. I have 30 copies left.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Anger

(By Rohan)


Today I found my bow
but there was no arrow
So I used my dad's pointer
It fit but got stuck in the bow
And for just that simple thing
my sister called me stupido!

This made me really angry
and I threw a pencil at her
Oops, big mistake,
It almost hit her eye in the center!

From this I learnt
about the anger attack
Anger is like an arrow
once it leaves, you can't take it back

Summer's here!


Children, open your books
Page twenty, Paragraph three
Ugh, another boring subject
Why can't school just flee?

Ding-dong goes the bell,
yippee! summer holds have come!
No more cracking your brain
over a difficult sum

Sparrow are tweeting,
it's the end of school
Kids are squealing 
and splashing in the pool

We are super-excited
the time has come
Summer is the time
to have loads of fun

Where to go this time?
you're arguing at home
China? No, Russia!
Or may be even Rome

You could go to a whole new place
or the park or the beach
Summer is the time to enjoy
no teachers to teach

Everyone is happy
and so is the Sun
which is pouring down rays
Oh! I owe summer a ton!

Don't think about 
the next school year
Just enjoy the moment
cuz summer is here

Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Kidnapper's Cave


“Mom! I’m going to the park to play with Ria!” “But Anusha, you just went there this morning!” “Yes, but that was long ago, please can I go? Bye!”

Hey guys! I’m Anusha. I’m 10 years old and I live in Bangalore. Join me, I’m going to the park to meet Ria, my best friend. “Hi Anusha!” I ran into Ria right outside the park. I waved back. “It’s starting to drizzle. Wy don’t we go to my house and play with the jewellery kit?” suggested Ria. I liked that idea, so we ran to Ria’s house. “Hello there Anusha!” Ria’s mom greeted. “Hi aunty!” I said and ran upstairs to Ria’s room.
 
“I’m doing the bracelet,” I said. “And I will do the necklace,” Ria replied back. We get along so well! We chatted non-stop as we did our work. Suddenly, as I picked up a red bead, a faint scream came from outside. “W-what was that?” asked Ria looking frightened. “Sounds like someone is being bothered or even tortured. We’ve got to rescue them,” I replied thoughtfully. I had been reading a lot of Nancy Drew lately.  Ria didn’t look so enthusiastic about this idea but she agreed. “Mom won’t believe if we rush down and tell her that someone is being tortured,” pointed out Ria. “But we could say she has a phone call,” she added cleverly. “Mom, your phone is ringing!” As soon as Ria’s mom went in to her bedroom to pick up the phone, Ria and I rushed out of the door screaming “the rain has stopped, we will go to the park!”

“I think the sound came from the forest beyond the park,” I said. So we took our bikes and raced there. We parked our bikes on the gravel road and trekked into the woods. I realized that Ria was a bit scared when she suddenly grasped my hand every few seconds saying that she heard some sound or the other. As we were walking, Ria suddenly tripped and fell! “Ria, are you OK?” I exclaimed running to help her. “Yes, let’s keep walking,” she replied, dusting the mud off her pants. “Ria! You are awesome!” I screamed. “Huh?” said Ria. “Because you tripped right over a trap door!” Ria was also thrilled as she stared at the brown door she was standing on.

We opened the creaky door and climbed down a ladder. It was getting dark and musty as we went deeper inside. Now we were both holding our hands tightly as we reached the soft ground at the bottom of the ladder. We could barely see two feet ahead of us.

“Um, hi!” said a voice behind us. We spun around in shock. There sat a girl who looked above our age! I could not get a word out, but Ria bold asked, “What’s your name? How come you are here?” “My name is Myra. The kidnappers brought me here. I was having a sleepover with my friend Aishwarya in her apartment. While I was drinking water in their backyard in the night, someone tied my hands and legs together and closed my mouth. I guessed that they had mistaken me for Aishwarya who is very rich,” Myra stopped to take a breath and looked around diffidently, feeling she had said too much, “Anusha, I think we should get out of here with Myra,” said Ria.

Suddenly, Myra froze, “I can hear familiar footsteps. It must be the kidnappers.” Ria and I ran behind a dusty cupboard while Myra sat on the floor, acting like nothing happened. “They are coming,” hissed Riya.

Two men walked in. One was short, fat, and had a scowl on his face. The other was thin, tall, and also sour looking. “Tie the girl up Jack,” said the tall man curtly. Jack nodded and got to work. “The girl’s mom says we have got the wrong girl,” Jack said. “What lies!” laughed the tall man.

I was getting bored listening to the two men talk, when the sound of someone struggling came. It was Myra. She wriggled through her ropes and tried to run for her life. But Jack was too quick for her. He caught poor Myra and tied her up again, really tight. Meanwhile I had a plan. I ran and hid behind the chair where Myra was sitting, while Jack was running after her. I picked up  a sharp stone from the ground. “Anusha, what are you doing?” whispered Ria. A little while after Jack tied up Myra, he and the tall man fell asleep with loud snores. I jumped up and cut Myra’s rope. Then we three climbed up the ladder and ran for our lives, but not before we bolted up the trap door from outside. Now the two kidnappers couldn’t come out until the police came and arrested them!

“I’m making chocolate brownies and you make the cake this time, Myra!” Three months had passed and Ria, Myra, and I were baking in the kitchen.

PS: Jack is gone for good!

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Funny Poem

By: Pratya     Date:28/6/12
As I go to the palace,
Watching a yummy cake,
Covered with icing,
Lying beside some steak.


Chocolates, sweets, donuts,
Am I in a dream?
Ice cream with sprinkles,
And extra whipped cream.




I glanced at mom and dad
They stared at the food in disgust!
I asked them what happened?
They said we're leaving we must!


I stamped my foot in protest,
We're not leaving no way!
This place is awesome!
We're staying here okay!


"Get in!" shouted mom
She had a glint in her eye,
I sulkily got in the car
Oh my, oh my! oh my!


Where will we go?
Will it be somewhere nice?
What if its Antarctica?
What if there's a lot of ice!


When we reached, there were
insects everywhere,
slugs in my shirt,
worms in my hair!

                                                                                          
"What is this place!" I shrieked,                                            
shooing a bee away,                                                           
but dad was speechless, 
and mom had nothing to say!


Finally we reached the house,
It was made out of hay,
"Well, lets go in"
I heard dad say.


As soon as we touched the door,
The house broke into pieces,
Oh where should we live? What should we do?
Help us! Jesus! 


Suddenly a dog walked to us,
And what an idea I had,
Lets go to England,
I told mom and dad.


They agreed wholeheartedly,
And now we live in England,
What a day I thought,
As I stretched my legs on the sand...


THE END


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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Family Portrait (in verse)



A person who you love very much
Someone who guides you everywhere
She’s with you forever
Safely in your heart, she’s kept there

She’s friendly and kind
And has a great mind
She’s honest and loving
A hard person to find…

Can you guess who it is?
Your Mother!

There’s someone else who keeps you bright,
He’s cheerful and fun
He’s very very caring
And is just like the Sun!

He will make you work hard
But also laugh out loud
Your father is the one
Just keep him very proud

Mom and Dad are parents
With them your life is cool
They will make you work hard
But they will also take you to the pool!

He’s playful and fun
But can also really fight
Your brother is the one
Who sleeps next to you in the night.

She takes care of you
And tells you right from wrong
That explains your sister
Who’ll stay with you for long.

Siblings and parents are fun
They teach you many things
Without them your life will be lonely
I can’t imagine such a thing!