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Scooty ride Roaming all around the town, Riding with my helmet on, Felt some hunger so I try Looking for some food that’s fried. Google map could do no good. Stop at signal, horns are loud, Red lights turning green astound, Make me feel my breath all out, Don’t know where to turn around, Lost my way but I still found. In my city in my town, There’s no way that can't be found, Gomti Nagar has it all, All the ways, I learn like noun. Narrow roads and shortcut lanes, No big vehicle can take, I can even make my way, In between the narrow space, That no bus or truck invade, It's so easy to escape. Cars and risksha, I don’t like, Fast or slow they can't arrive, So I love my scooty ride, Yes, i love my scooty ride. -Swara Most of us ride a motorbike or a scooty, and we know it's convenience, but never do we appreciate it enough. So this poem is dedicated to my Scooty and my riding experience. Like it? SUPPORT BY SHARING AND BRINGING IN MORE VIEWS. THANKYOU!

TAMARA IS A LOSER                           There was a girl in a small town who was very greedy. Her name was Tamara, she was brilliant in studies but still felt jealous when someone scored better than her. Her parents used to tease her for scoring less while she was the only one in the class, who scored better. One day when the whole class had gone for the assembly, she tried to open the bag of Samira, who was also a topper of the class. Tamara found her notes for the upcoming exam. She thought that if she steals her notebook, Samira would not be able to pass her exams. She not only steals it, but also burns it while she is on the way to her house. After few weeks the exams started. During the exam, Tamara was busy watching at Samira's table and didn’t attempt the questions properly. But Samira looked very focused and confident but not at all panic. Tamara assumed that Samira is acting. But just in few months when the results came out. All the toppers were called out one by one,

  Short Description The sunflower and the rose are being personified in the story below. They question the traits of each other while letting each other see it through live examples, rather than answering immediately they proved that what is acquired by them, gives them security from mishappenings and strength to live. It is an interesting short story that reveals the moral of the story by the end. Comment your views about the story. SHORT Story In the morning!                            When the sun was rising, the rose woke up and bloomed beautifully. The same way the sunflowers, raised their heads and slowly faced towards the sun, from where it rises and till where it sets (from East to West). One of the roses used to notice that all the sunflowers do the same, but little did she know, why. Even the sunflowers noticed something about the roses and asked one day, 'So beautiful, so blooming, yet why do you all have spikes on your body (the stem)?' The rose responded wi