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Peana Piditha Natchaththirangal

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Description: Peana Piditha Natchaththirangal
Written By: 27 child writers
Editor: Durai Anand Kumar
Published by: Kids Tamil Stories

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19. ®ó£è¡ ¬õó‹����������������������������������������������������������������������� 102 Sharveen Prabhu, Sharjah 20. «õ˜èœ ��������������������������������������������������������������������������������� 108 Shree Saivarsha Ravichandran, Oman 21. ï†H¡ ðô‹ ��������������������������������������������������������������������������115 S.P. Kamal Shankar, Chengalpat 22. 裴‹ ñ¬ô»‹�����������������������������������������������������������������������121 J.S. Negha, Doha, Qatar 23. CÁõ‹ †ó£è‹�������������������������������������������������������������� 126 Vighnesh Senthilkumar, Abu Dhabi 24. åŸÁ¬ñ«ò ðô‹��������������������������������������������������������������������131 B.Prabhanjani, Abu Dhabi 25. å¼ Ý„êKòñ£ù ðK²!��������������������������������������������������������� 136 Sri Oviya Manikandan, Dubai 26. ªî£¬ôˆî ð튬ð; 自초î 輬í������������������������ 142 Samhitha, Bahrain 27. åO‰¶ M¬÷ò£´!���������������������������������������������������������������� 148 Chanasya Jayashree Saravanan, Dubai «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ ´   11

«ðù£ H®ˆî 27 ï†êˆFóƒèœ N.K. Deepkshika Arya Eden Isha Anirudhan M. K. Angel S. Rea Senthil Tony Mario Rohit Krishna R.B. Gaurav Nitesh P.B.Saravana Pandiyan Anuprabha M. Swathiha Shri Juan Edric Abilash Selvam Ashwin Srinidhi Prabakar Pranavika Madhumitha Sharveen Prabhu Shree Saivarsha S.P. Kamal Shankar J.S. Negha Vighnesh B. Prabhanjani Sri Oviya Samhitha Chanasya Jayashree 12 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

1 âÁ‹¹èÀ‹ õK¬ê»‹ Ants and the Row ??´ N.K. Deepkshika, Trichy º ¡ªù£¼ è£ôˆF™, å¼ è‹dóñ£ù «õŠð ñóˆî®J™ âÁ‹¹èœ îQˆîQŠ ¹ŸP™ õ£›‰¶ õ‰îù. «è£¬ì‚è£ôˆ¬îˆ îQˆîQò£è ܬõ ¬ìò M¼ŠðŠð®, àí¾ ªè£‡´õ‰¶, ꣊H†´, ɃA ñA›„Cò£è‚ èNˆ¶ õ‰îù. Long ago, there lived ants in separate pits under a majestic neem tree.They spent their summer happily, brought food, ate and slept individually as they wished. ÜŠð® Þ¼‰î âÁ‹¹èO¡ õ£›‚¬èJ™ êñ£O‚è «õ‡®ò I芪ðKò êõ£«ô ñ¬ö‚ è£ô‹ õ‰¶M†ì£™, «è£¬ì‚ è£ôˆF™ î£ƒèœ «êIˆî àí¾ b˜‰¶«ð£Œ, àí¾Š ðŸø£‚°¬øò£™ ÜõFŠð´‹. Ü„êñò‹ àí¾ «î®Š«ð£°‹ ðô âÁ‹¹èœ ñ¬öcK™ Ü®ˆ¶‚ªè£‡´ Þø‰¶‹ «ð£°‹. Þ¬î„ êK ªêŒò õN ªîKò£ñ™, ð£õ‹, ܉î âÁ‹¹èœ õ¼ˆîˆ¶ì¡ Þ¼‰îù. ï.è. bŠSè£ ´   13

While surviving as such, the ants had to tackle a big challenge. They suffered during the rainy season due to the lack of food. The food stock hard earned during summer would be consumed, after which the ants would run out of food during the rainy season. Many of them, which went in search of food during the rainy days got washed away in rain and died. Poor ants did not know what to do to solve that problem and hence they were sad. ÜŠð® å¼ ñ¬öè£ôˆF™ æ˜ âÁ‹¹ Ü÷¾‚° ÜFèñ£ù àí¬õ è‡ìP‰î¶. Ü â¡ù ªêŒõªî¡Á ªîKò£ñ™ ÜŠð® å¼ ñA›„C. Þ‰î àí¬õˆ î¡Â¬ìò ¹ŸÁ‚° âŠð® ªè£‡´ «ê˜Šð¶ â¡ø èõ¬ô å¼ ð‚è‹. 14 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

During such a rainy season, an ant found a huge amount of food. it was very happy but was worried as well, since it did not know how to carry all of that stuff to its home. Ýù£™ ñ¬ö õ¼õœ ªè£‡´ ªê™ô «õ‡´«ñ â¡Á Þ¬ó «î® õ‰î ñŸ«ø£˜ âÁ‹Hì‹ «ò£ê¬ù «è†ì¶. The food had to be carried before rain comes. Hence, it asked for an idea from a fellow ant, who had come in search of food. Þ¼õ¼‹ êŸÁ «ò£Cˆ¶, å¼ º®¾‚° õ‰îù˜. ܶ â¡ùªõ¡ø£™ ♫ô£¼‹ å¡ø£èŠ «ð£Œ, îñ‚è£ù àí¬õ â´ˆ¶ õ¼õ¶ â¡ð¶ . ï.è. bŠSè£ ´   15

They thought for a while and came to a conclusion to bring the food by all the ants together. àí¬õ‚ è‡ì âÁ‹H¡ H¡ù£™ ñŸø âÁ‹¹èœ å¡ø¡H¡ å¡ø£è õK¬êò£è„ ªê¡Á Üõóõ˜èÀ‚è£ù àí¬õ â´ˆ¶‚ ªè£‡´ Ü«î õK¬êJ™ Þ¼ŠHì‹ F¼‹Hù. Ü¡Á ºî™ âÁ‹¹èœ õK¬êò£è„ ªê¡Á, °¿õ£è àí¾ ªè£‡´ õ‰¶, ñA›„Cò£è¾‹ åŸÁ¬ñò£è¾‹ õ£ö Ýó‹Hˆîù. The ants formed a row, led by the one which spotted the food. They moved togehter in a proper order and brought food to their residence. From that day onwards, they started moving around in a row always, started working as a team and lived a happy cordial life thereafter. ´´ 16 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

2 «ð£L ó£ü£ The Impostor King ??Arya, Abu Dhabi ªó£ ‹ð è£ôˆ¶‚° º¡ù£® 裃«èò‹Â å¼ ï£´ Þ¼‰î¶. ܉î ´ ó£ü£ «ð¼ 裃«èò¡. Üõ¼ ªó£‹ð ï™ôõ˜. 嚪õ£¼ ñ£îº‹ ãî£õ¶ å¼ ï£œ, ó£ˆFK º¿¶‹ ïè˜õô‹ õ¼õ£˜. Once upon a time, Kaangeyan ruled the kingdom of Kangeyam. He was a good hearted king. He used to go patrol overnight once a month, to monitor the kingdom. ÜŠð® å¼ï£œ ñ£¬ôŠ ªð£¿F™ ܬñ„ê¬ó ܬöˆ¶, “Þ¡Pó¾  ïè˜õô‹ ªê™ôŠ «ð£A«ø¡, cƒèœ ãî£õ¶ Üõêó‹ â¡ø£™ G˜õ£èˆ¬îŠ 𣘈¶‚ªè£œÀƒèœ” â¡Á ªê£¡ù£˜. On a certain evening, Kaangeyan summoned his minister, informing that he was going patrol that night and requested the minister to take care of adminstration, if there were emergencies. ݘò£ ´   17

Üóê˜ Ü¬ñ„êKì‹ «ðCò¬îˆ F¼ì¡ å¼õ¡ «è†´M†ì£¡. Üõ¡ F¼ì¡ ñ†´ñ™ô, åŠð¬ù ªêŒõF½‹ ¬è«î˜‰îõ¡. Üóê˜ ªõO«ò ªê™õ¬îŠ 𣘈¶‚ªè£‡«ì Þ¼‰î Ü‰îˆ F¼ì¡, êŸÁ «ïóˆFŸªè™ô£‹, ÜóêK¡ ݬì Üôƒè£óˆ¶ì¡ °F¬óJ™ Üó‡ñ¬ù õ£J½‚° õ‰î£¡. Üóê˜ â¡Á G¬ùˆî è£õô£O, Üó‡ñ¬ù õ£JŸèî¬õˆ Fø‰î£˜. àì«ù Ü‰îˆ F¼ì¡ Üó‡ñ¬ùJ¡ àœ«÷ «ð£ŒM†ì£¡. A thief overheard this and he planned to impersonate the king. The thief was good at make-up too. He was waiting near the palace entrance. Once the king left the palace for patrol, the thief entered the palace in the king’s get up. The security man assumed him to be the king. Hence he opened the door for the impostor, who got inside the palace. ñÁ ÜF裬ôJ™ ïè˜õôˆ¬î º®ˆ¶‚ªè£‡ì Üóê˜ è£ƒ«èò¡, Üó‡ñ¬ùJ¡ Ü®J™ Þ¼‰î óèCò õN Íô‹ Üóê¬õ¬ò ܬì‰î£˜. ÜŠ«ð£¶î£¡ Üóê¬õ ªî£ìƒA Þ¼‰î¶. The king Kaangeya returned early morning the next day, reached the Royal court through the secret passage under- ground. The court had just begun then. ùŠ «ð£¡ø å¼õ¡ C‹ñ£êùˆF™ Üñ˜‰¶ Þ¼Šð¬î‚ 致 ݈Fó‹ ܬì‰î 裃«èò¡, “⡬ùŠ «ð£ô «õìI†ì «ð£L ó£ü£! ò£˜ c?” â¡Á ÄêL†ì£˜. Ýù£™, ñ£Á «õìˆF™ Þ¼‰î, Üóê¬ó ò£¼‚°‹ ܬìò£÷‹ ªîKòM™¬ô. Kangeya was annoyed to see someone else on the throne, he started shouting at him,“Who are you man? impersonating me!”. None could recognize Kaangeyan, as he was in disguise. 18 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

“ò£˜ c? Þõ¬ù ªõO«ò îœÀƒèœ!”â¡Á «ð£L ó£ü£ àˆîóM†ì£¡. Üõ¬ù ñ¡ù¡ â¡Á ï‹Hò è£õô˜èœ, Gü ñ¡ù¡ 裃«èò¬ùˆ îóîóªõ¡Á Þ¿ˆ¶„ ªê™ô Ýó‹Hˆîù˜. The thief started shouting back at Kangeyan, “Who are you? he ordered the guards to evacuate Kangeyan. The secu- rity guards believed in the impostor and they started to push kangeyan outside. “å¼ GIì‹!”â¡ø£˜ ܬñ„ê˜. Þ¼õK¡ õô¶ ¬èè¬÷»‹ «ê£Fˆ¶Š 𣘈. ÜóêK¡ õô¶ ¬è ñE‚膮¡ ݜ裆® Mó™ «ñ†®™ å¼ ñ„ê‹ Þ¼‰î¶ â¡ø à‡¬ñ Üõ¼‚°ˆ ªîK»‹.â¡ù Ý„êKò‹!!! Þ¼õ¼‚°‹ Ü«î ÞìˆFô ñ„ê‹ Þ¼‰îî¶. â™ô£‹ «ñ£ê®‚è£ó¬ìò åŠð¬ù! ò£˜ à‡¬ñ, ò£˜ «ð£L â¡«ø 致H®‚è º®òM™¬ô. ݘò£ ´   19

“Hold on for a minute!”, said the minister. He checked the knuckle of their right index fingers. He knew a fact that the king had a mole on the right index finger knuckle. Amazing.... Both of them had moles on their hand, thanks to the make up of the impostor. Still it was not clear who was original and who was impersonating. Þ«î«ð£ô Ü´ˆî Í¡Á èO½‹ 裃«èò¡ Üóê¬õ‚° õ‰¶ Ã„ê™ «ð£´õ¶‹, è£õô˜èœ Üõ¬ó Mó†´õ¶‹ ªî£ì˜‰¶ ïì‰î¶. It became a routine the next three days for Kangeyan to come to the Royal court, shout at the impostor and to get pushed out of the palace gate. ܬñ„꼋 «ò£C‚èˆ ªî£ìƒAù£˜, “Fùº‹ è£õô˜èœ Þõ¬ó ªõO«ò îœOM´Aø£˜èœ. Üó‡ñ¬ù õ£JL™ Þõ¬ó àœ«÷ ÜÂñFŠð¶ Þ™¬ô. Hø° âŠð® Þõó£™ ñÁ 裬ôJ™ Üóê¬õ‚° õó º®Aø¶? å¼ «õ¬÷ Gü Üó꼂° ñ†´«ñ ªîK‰î ²óƒè õN Íô‹ õ‰F¼Šð£«ó£? ÜŠð® â¡ø£™ Þõ˜î£¡ Güñ£ù Üóêó£?” â¡Á ꉫîèŠð†ì£˜. The minister became thoughtful, “everyday, the security guards push this man outside the palace and they refuse his entry back. Then how can this man reach Royal Court the next morning? Considering he is aware of the secret passage, is he likely to be our true king?” ä‰î£õ¶  õö‚è‹ «ð£ô Üóê¬õ‚°œ 裃«èò¡ ¸¬ö‰î«ð£¶ ñ¬ö ªðŒò Ýó‹Hˆî¶. ñ¬ö¬ò‚ è‡ì ܬñ„êK¡ ñùF™ å¼ «ò£ê¬ù ðO„C†ì¶. 裃«èò¬ù»‹, Üóêó£è Üñ˜‰F¼‰î F¼ì¬ù»‹ ÝÀ‚ªè£¼ °F¬ó ªè£´ˆ¶, Üó‡ñ¬ù¬ò Í¡Á 20 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

º¬ø ²ŸP õó«õ‡´‹ â¡Á ªê£¡ù£˜. Ü«î «ð£ô Í¡Á º¬ø ²ŸP õ‰î Hø°, Þ¼õ˜ ºèˆ¬î»‹ àŸÁ «ï£‚Aù£˜. 裃«èòQ¡ ºè‹ ßóñ£A Þ¼‰î¶, «õÁ â‰î ñ£Ÿøº‹ Þ™¬ô. Üù£™,ñ¬ö c˜ ð†ì, Ü‰î «ñ£ê®‚è£óQ¡ ºè åŠð¬ù º¿¶‹ è¬ô‰¶, Üõ¬ìò à‡¬ñò£ù ºè‹ ªîK‰î¶. Þ¼õK¡ ¬èè¬÷»‹ è£†ì„ ªê£¡ù£˜ ܬñ„ê˜. 裃«èò¡ ¬èJ™ ñ„ê‹ Þ¼‰î¶.Ýù£™ Ü‰î «ñ£ê®‚è£óQ¡ ¬èJ™ ñ„ê‹ «ð£¡Á ¬õˆF¼‰î ¬ñ, ñ¬ö cK™ è¬ó‰¶ «ð£ŒM†®¼‰î¶. On the fifth day, Kangeyan reached the Royal Court in the morning, as usual. As it started raining, an idea flashed into the mind of the minister. He gave Kangeyan and the man on the throne, a horse each and told them to ride three full rounds of the palace. They also did so, after which the minister looked ݘò£ ´   21

at their faces deeply. Kangeyan’s face was normal, but wet. The impostor’s face had all the makeup compromised in lieu of the rain water, and his own face was visible. The minister checked for the moles, this time Kangeyan continued to have that mole, whereas the mole made up of ink on the hand of that impostor had been washed with the rain water. ܬñ„êK¡ àˆîóM¡ «ðK™,«ð£L ó£ü£¬õ‚ ¬è¶ ªêŒ¶ C¬øJ™ îœOM†´, 裃«èò¬ù e‡´‹ Üóêó£è º®Å†®ù£˜ ܬñ„ê˜. 裃«èò‹ ܬñ„ê¬óŠ ð£ó£†®, “àƒè÷£™î£¡ F¼ì‹ H®ð†ì£¡; â¡ù£½‹ e‡´‹ Üóêó£è º®‰î¶” â¡Á ðô ðK²è¬÷ õöƒAù£˜.Üî¡ Hø° 裃«èò‹, Üõó¶ ܬñ„꼋 «ê˜‰¶ ï¡° ݆C ªêŒîù˜. As ordered by the minister, the impostor was arrested and Kangeyan was reinstated to his crown. The king Kangeyan praised the minister for his wisdom to capture the thief and to empower him back, as such he rewarded the minister well. The king and the minister teamed up and ruled well their country thereafter. ´´ 22 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

3 Cø‰î i´ BETTER HOME ??Eden Isha, Sharjah Ý öñ£ù èìL™ å¼ ì£™H¡ ñŸÁ‹ å¼ FIƒèô‹ õ£›‰¶ õ‰îù. Üõ˜èœ I辋 ï™ô ï‡ð˜èœ. å¼ Üöè£ù 裬ôŠ ªð£¿F™ Üõ˜èœ è‡í£Í„C M¬÷ò£ì Ýó‹Hˆîù˜. 죙H¡ å¼ ð¬öò, à¬ì‰î èŠð½‚°œ ªê¡Á, H¡ù£™ ñ¬ø‰î¶. Once there lived a dolphin and a whale in a deep sea. They were very good friends. One beautiful morning, they started playing hide and seek. It was the turn of the dolphin to hide. It went inside an old, broken ship and hid behind. FIƒèô‹ Üî¡ ï‡ð¬ùˆ «îìˆ ªî£ìƒAò¶, Ýù£™ ܬî ⃰‹ 致H®‚è º®òM™¬ô. «ïó‹ èì‰î¶; c‡ì «ïóˆFŸ°Š Hø°, ªî£¬ôÉó ÞìˆFL¼‰¶ àîM‚è£è àóˆî Ü¿¬è„ êˆî‹ «è†ì¶. Ü¿¬è «è†ì F¬ê¬òŠ H¡ðŸPò¶ FIƒèô‹. ܃«è Üî¡ ï‡ð¬ó‚ 致H®ˆî¶: Ýù£™ ܶ àœ«÷ C‚A‚ªè£‡ì¬î ÜP‰î ßì¡ ßû£ ´   23

FIƒèô‹ ܬî e†è‚ è´¬ñò£è ºò¡ø¶, Ýù£™ ªõŸPªðø º®òM™¬ô. The whale started looking for its friend but couldn’t find him anywhere. Time passed by; it still couldn’t find. After a long time, it heard a loud cry for help from a far-off place. It went searching and followed the direction from where it heard the cry. There found its friend but it got stuck inside. It tried hard to rescue but couldn’t succeed. FIƒèô‹ ªê¡Á ºî¬ô¬ò àîM‚° ܬöˆî¶. Þ¼õ¼‹ «ê˜‰¶ 죙H¬ù ªõO«ò Þ¿ˆîù˜. 죙H¡, ºî¬ô êKò£ù «ïóˆF™ àîMò ï¡P ªîKMˆî¶. The whale went and called out the crocodile for help. Together they pulled the dolphin out. The dolphin thanked the crocodile for its timely help. FIƒèôº‹ 죙H‹ Þ¶ å¼ ð£¶è£Šð£ù Þì‹ Ü™ô â¡Á G¬ùˆî, Üõ˜èœ ܃A¼‰¶ ï蘉¶ å¼ ¹Fò ÞìˆFŸ°„ ªê¡øù˜. Üõ˜èœ ܃° å¼ èìŸè¡Q¬ò„ ê‰Fˆîù˜. ܉î Þì‹ Ü¬ñFò£è Þ¼‰î£½‹ Ü¿‚è£è¾‹ ªîK‰î¶. ²ŸP½‹ ºèÍ®èœ, ¬è»¬øèœ, «è¡èœ, H÷£v®‚ 𣆮™èœ ܬùˆ¬î»‹ Üõ˜è÷£™ ð£˜‚è º®‰î¶. The whale and the dolphin thought it was not a safe place, so they moved away and went to a new place. They met a mermaid there. The place seemed to be calm but dirty. They could see masks, gloves, cans and plastic bottles all around. FIƒèôº‹ 죙H‹ èìŸè¡Q»ì¡ à¬óò£ì¬ôˆ ªî£ìƒAù. Üõ˜èœ «ð²‹«ð£¶, FIƒAô‹, “àƒèœ i´ ã¡ Ü¿‚è£è Þ¼‚Aø¶? 24 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

cƒèœ Þƒ«è âŠð® õ£›Al˜èœ?” â¡Á «è†ì¶. èìŸè¡Q Ü, “ Þ‰î Þìˆ¬î ²ˆîñ£è ¬õ‚è âšõ÷¾ ºòŸC ªêŒî£½‹, â¡ù£™ º®òM™¬ô. ãªùQ™ °Š¬ð ⊫𣶫ñ èìL™ iêŠð´Aø¶”. â¡Á ªê£¡ù¶ The whale and the dolphin started a conversation with the mermaid. As they talked, the whale asked, “why is your home dirty? How do you live here?” The mermaid replied, “How much ever I try to keep this place tidy, I couldn’t. Because trash is thrown in the sea often.” 죙H¡ «è†ì¶, “ÜŠð®ò£ù£™ cƒèœ ã¡ Þ‰î Þ숬î M†´ ªõO«òø‚Ã죶?” èìŸè¡Q Ü, “Þì‹ M†´ Þì‹ ñ£P  «ê£˜‰¶ «ð£«ù¡” â¡Á ªê£¡ù¶. F¯ªó¡Á ã«î£ FIƒèôˆF¡ î¬ôJ™ M¿‰î¶! ܶ å¼ H÷£v®‚ 𣆮™! ßì¡ ßû£ ´   25

The dolphin asked, “Then why don’t you move out of this place?” The mermaid replied, “I am tired of changing homes”. Suddenly something hit the whale’s head! it was a plastic bottle! FIƒèôº‹ 죙H‹ å¼ ï™ô Þìˆ¬î‚ è‡´H®‚è èìŸè¡Q¬ò»‹ î¡Âì¡ Ü¬öˆîù˜. Üõ˜èœ ܬùõ¼‹ M¬ó‰¶ ܉î Þ숬î M†´ ªõO«òP «õÁ å¼ ï™ô i†¬ìˆ «î´Aø£˜èœ. ²ˆîñ£ù ñŸÁ‹ ð£¶è£Šð£ù i†®Ÿè£ù «õ†¬ì ªî£ì˜‰î¶... The whale and dolphin asked the mermaid to come along with them to find a better place. They all hurried and moved out of the place searching for a better home to live in. The hunt for a clean and safe home continued… ´´ 26 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

4 ܉î  ë£ðè‹ Sweet Memories ??Anirudhan Aravindan, Sultanate of Oman 2100 Ý‹ ݇®™, å¼ õòî£ù ñQî˜, îù¶ CÁõò¶ ÜÂðõƒè¬÷ å¼ CÁõÂì¡ G¬ù¾ ؉¶ ðA˜‰¶ ªè£œAø£˜. å¼ M‡èôˆF™ Üñ˜‰F¼‰î ܉î õòî£ùõ˜,  º¡¹ ÌIJ™ õ£›‰îî£è¾‹, Ýù£™ ÞŠ«ð£¶ ܶ õ£öˆ î°F ÜŸøî£A M†ì¶ â¡Á‹ ¹ô‹Hù£˜. Þ‰î‚ è¬î ܉î õòî£ù ñQîQ¡ 2020Ý‹ õ¼ìˆF¡ ÜÂðõƒè¬÷ G¬ù¾ð´ˆ¶Aø¶. In the year 2100, an old man was recollecting and sharing his experiences of childhood memories to a young boy, sitting in a spaceship. The old man lamented that he used to live on Earth, but now it has become inhabitable. This story is the recollection of the experiences of the old man in the year 2020. ܉î è£ôˆF™ ÌIJ¡ â™ô£ ÞìƒèO½‹ ãó£÷ñ£ù î£õóƒèœ ñŸÁ‹ MôƒAùƒèœ Þ¼‰îù. ñ£™°® Aó£ñˆF™, å¼ Mõê£J õ£›‰î£˜, Üõ¼‚° Í¡Á ñè¡èœ Þ¼‰îù˜. Üõ˜ îù¶ Í¡Á ñè¡è¬÷»‹ ï™ô G¬ô‚°‚ ªè£‡´ ÜQ¼î¡ ÜóM‰î¡ ´   27

õóŠ ð‡¬íJ™ è´¬ñò£è à¬öˆî£˜. å¼ ï£œ, Cô ªî£NôFð˜èœ Aó£ñˆFŸ° õ‰¶ Mõê£J¬ò„ ê‰Fˆîù˜. “àƒèÀ‚°„ ªê£‰îñ£ù Gôˆ¬î âƒèÀ‚° MŸÁM´ƒèœ!” â¡Á Üõ˜èœ «è£Kù˜, Ü ܉î Mõê£J ñÁˆ¶M†ì£˜. Üõ˜èœ å¼ F†ìˆ¬î õ°ˆîù˜. ñÁ õ‰¶ Mõê£JJ¡ ñè¡è¬÷„ ê‰Fˆîù˜. «ðó£¬ê è£óíñ£è, Mõê£JJ¡ ñè¡èœ Gôˆ¬î‚ ªè£´‚è 効‚ªè£‡ìù˜. õEè˜èœ î£ƒèœ õ£ƒAò GôˆF™ å¼ ªî£NŸê£¬ô¬ò‚ è†ìˆ ªî£ìƒAù˜. There were lots of flora and fauna everywhere on the planet earth those days. In Malgudi village, there lived a farmer, who had three sons. He worked hard in the farm to bring his three sons to a noticeable position in their lives. One fine day, some businessmen came to the village and met the farmer. They demanded the farmer to sell them his land, for which the farmer refused. They devised a plan. They came the next day and met the farmer’s sons. Due to greed, the farmer’s sons agreed to sell them the land. The businessmen started constructing a factory in the land they bought. Cô èÀ‚°Š Hø°,Mõê£J è£ôñ£ù£˜. Üõó¶ ñè¡èœ ðíˆ¶ì¡ ïèóˆFŸ°‚ °®ªðò˜‰îù˜. Í¡Á ñè¡èO™, ºî™ ñè¡ Ýó‹ðˆF™ «õ¬ôJ™ô£ñ™ Þ¼‰î£¡. Þó‡ì£õ¶ ñè¡ å¼ è¬ìJ™ «õ¬ô ªêŒòˆ ªî£ìƒAù£¡,Í¡ø£õ¶ ñè¡ °®c˜ õ£KòˆF™ «õ¬ô ªêŒî£¡. CP¶ è£ôˆFŸ°Š H¡ ºî™ ñè¡ Þ‰Fò M‡ªõO Ý󣌄C GÁõùˆF™ «ê˜‰î£¡. Üõ¡ “Iû¡ ☈” â¡ø F†ìˆF™ ß´ð†ì£¡. After some days, the farmer passed away. His sons moved to the city, with the money. Of the three sons, the first son was initially jobless. The second one started working in a store and the third son worked in Water Board. Later, the first son 28 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

joined the Indian Space Research Organization (ISRO). He was involved in a project called “Mission Earth”. Ü‰î‚ °¿ ÌI¬ò åˆî å¼ M‡èôˆ¬î à¼õ£‚A‚ ªè£‡®¼‰î¶. ÌIJ¡ ܬùˆ¶ Ü‹êƒèÀ‹ ÜF™ Þ¼‰îù. 2030 Ý‹ ݇®™,Üî£õ¶ ðˆ¶ Ý‡´èÀ‚°œ ÌI õ£öˆ î°FòŸøî£è ñ£Pò¶,ãªùQ™ õEè˜è÷£™ è†ìŠð†ì ªî£NŸê£¬ôèO™ Þ¼‰¶ ÜFè Ü÷¾ ñ£² ãŸð†ì¶. °¿ îò£ó£A «ñ½‹ M‡èôƒè¬÷ à¼õ£‚è M¼‹Hò¶. Üõ˜èœ M‡ªõO‚ èŠð™è¬÷ «ê£Fˆ¶‚ ªè£‡®¼‰îù˜. M‡èôˆ¬î ã¾õîŸè£ù ÜPMŠ¹ õEè˜èO¡ 裶èO™ M¿‰î¶. Üõ˜èœ M‡èôˆF™ ðòE‚è M¼‹Hù˜. Ýù£™ ÌI ñ£²ð´õ Üõ˜èœ è£óíñ£è Þ¼‰î Üõ˜èÀ‚° ðòí‹ ªêŒò ÜÂñF ñÁ‚èŠð†ì¶. â¿ð¶ ݇´èœ è쉶M†ìù; M‡ªõO‚ èŠð¬ô‚ 致H®ˆî ºî™ ñè‚° ÞŠ«ð£¶ 90 õò¶! ÜQ¼î¡ ÜóM‰î¡ ´   29

The team was building a spacecraft that resembled earth. All the features of earth were there. The earth became unfit to live from 2030 onwards, because of the high level of pol- lution from the factories built by the businessmen. The team geared up and wanted to make more spacecrafts. They were testing the space ships. The announcement of launching the spacecraft reached the ears of the businessmen. They wanted to travel in the spacecraft. But they were denied permission to travel, because they were the cause of the pollution on Earth. Seventy years passed by and the first son, who invented the space ship is now 90 years old! Þ‰î‚ è¬îªò™ô£‹ ªê£¡ù ܉î õòî£ùõ˜, e‡´‹ ÌI‚° õ‰¶ Üî¡ Üö¬è»‹ õ£¿‹ î°F¬ò»‹ e†è M¼‹Hù£˜. ܬùˆ¶ M‡èôƒèÀ‹ ÌI¬ò ܬì‰îù, ÜFL¼‰¶ õ‰îõ˜èœ ïèóƒè¬÷ ²ˆî‹ ªêŒòˆ ªî£ìƒAù˜. Þó‡´ Ý‡´èO™,Üõ˜èœ îƒèœ Þô‚¬è ܬ쉶M†ì£˜èœ, Þó‡ì£õ¶ ñèQ¡ àîM»ì¡ c˜G¬ôèœ ²ˆîŠð´ˆîŠð†´,ÜõŸP¡ Íô‹Ü¬ùˆ¶ GôƒèÀ‹ ꣰𮠪êŒòŠð†ìù. ñ‚èœ ðJ˜èœ,ðö ñóƒèœ ñŸÁ‹ Ì„ªê®è¬÷ õ÷˜‚èˆ ªî£ìƒAù˜. Üõ˜èœ 裙ï¬ìè¬÷ õ÷˜ˆ¶,ð£ó‹ðKò Mõê£òˆ¬îˆ ªî£ìƒAù˜. All this story was told by the old man who wanted to come back to earth and restore it’s beauty and habitability. All the space crafts reached earth and the people from them started cleaning the cities. In a span of two years, they achieved their target and also they started cleaning the water bodies with the help of the second son. All the lands were made cul- tivable. People started growing crops, fruit bearing trees, and flowery plants. They reared up cattle, live stock and started their traditional farming. 30 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

ñ‚èœ Ü¬ùõ¼‹ å¼õ¼‚ªè£¼õ˜ àîM ªêŒî î¡Q¬ø¾‹ ñA›„C»‹ â™ô£ ÞìƒèO½‹ ðóMò¶. ñ‚èœ ÌI¬ò å¼ ð²¬ñò£ù Aóèñ£è ñ£ŸPòîŸè£èˆ î£õóƒèÀ‹ ñóƒèÀ‹ ñA›„C»ì¡ îƒèœ A¬÷è¬÷ ܬꈶ‚ªè£‡ìù. â‰î G¬ôJ½‹ ÌIˆî£¬ò ñ£²ð´ˆî‚Ã죶 â¡Á G¬ù׆´‹ õ¬èJ™,â™ô£ M‡ èôƒèÀ‹ ܬìò£÷„ C¡ùƒè÷£è GÁˆF ¬õ‚èŠð†ìù. Þ‰î â‡í‹ è£ô‹ è쉶 õ‰F¼‰î£½‹ Ãì ÌI ÜN‰¶ «ð£°‹ º¡ù˜ e†èŠð†ì¶. All the people were helping one another and became self-sustained. Happiness spread everywhere. The plants and trees were happily shaking their branches, in reciprocation, for the people who made the earth a green planet. The space ships were kept as a memory for all the countries, reflecting the lesson for life that we should not pollute the mother earth at any cost. Though this realization was late, it was just before the earth was about to be extinct. ´´ ÜQ¼î¡ ÜóM‰î¡ ´   31

5 ÎA â‹ ð†ì£‹Ì„C Yuki the butterfly ??M. K. Angel, Tanjore Î A ð†ì£‹Ì„C Fùº‹ ÞóM™ õ£ùˆ¶ «ñô ðø‰¶ «ð£Œ Üõ«÷£ì «î£N Gô£¬õ„ ê‰F‚°‹.Ýù£, ªè£…êï£÷£ ÎA Gô£¬õŠ ð£˜‚èŠ «ð£èô.ã¡ù£ ܶ å¼ º†¬ì «ð£†´¼‰¶„C. Üîù£ô Gô£ ªó£‹ð õ¼ˆîñ£ Þ¼‰¶„C. Þ¬îŠ ðˆF Ü«î£ì «î£N Fò£ ÜŠð®ƒèø ªð£‡µ A†ì ªê£™½„C. “èõ¬ôŠðì£î Gô£! ÎA õ‰¶´‹” ÝÁî™ ªê£¡ù£ Fò£. Yuki the butterfly would meet her friend Nila (The moon) every night. But for a while, Yuki did not visit Nila, because she had laid an egg. Nila was very sad and told her friend Dhiya (a girl) about that. “Don’t worry Nila, Yuki will come soon!” Dhiya consoled the moon. å¼ ï£œ ÎA«ò£ì º†¬ìJL¼‰¶ ¹¿ ªõOò õ‰¶ õ÷˜‰¶ å¼ Þ¬ôJô ô 膴„C. Fò£ ªê£¡ù¶ «ð£ô«õ Þó‡´ ï£œ èNˆ¶ ÎA Gô£¬õŠ 𣘂è õ‰î¶. “ÎA! c ã¡ Þˆî¬ù  ⡬ù 𣘂è õó¬ô?”¡Â «è†´„² Gô£. 32 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

“Þ™ô Gô£  å¼ º†¬ì Þ†«ì¡. ܶ õ÷¼‹ õ¬ó 𣈶A†«ì¡ Ü õóº®òô”. “æ, ÜŠð®ò£? õ£›ˆ¶èœ!” â¡ø¶ Gô£ ñA›¾ì¡. One day the worm came out of the egg; it grew a little and built a nest in a leaf. After two days Yuki visited the moon, just as Dhiya said. “Yuki, why did you not come to see me for so long?” asked the moon. “No Nila, I laid an egg and I had to take care my young one until it grew. That’s why I was unable to visit you” “Oh really? Congratulations!” Nila was so happy for her friend. Þó‡´ «ð¼‹ ªè£…ê «ïó‹ «ðC‚A†´ Þ¼‰î£ƒè. Hø° i†´‚° «ð£Œ†ì£ƒè. Cô ñ£îƒèÀ‚°Š Hø° F¼‹ð¾‹ ÎA Gô£¬õŠ 𣘂è õóô. Ü¡Q‚° º.è. ã…ê™ ´   33

Üñ£õ£¬ê. Þ¡Q‚°ˆî£¡ ïñ‚° «õ¬ô Þ™¬ô«ò! ï£ñ «ð£Œ ÎA¬òŠ ð£ˆ¶ì «õ‡®ò¶î£¡ â¡Á G¬ù„C„² Gô£. Both of them chatted for a while, later they returned home. After a few months. Yuki again did not visit Nila. On a no moon day, Nila thought, “we don’t have any job today, let’s go and see Yuki.” Gô£, ÎA i†´‚° «ð£„². “ý«ô£ ÎA! âŠð® Þ¼‚è?”. ÎA è¬÷ˆ¶Š«ð£ù °óL™ ò£¼ ÜŠð®¡Â «è†´„². “ÎA,  Gô£! â¡ù£„²? ã¡ Þšõ÷¾ «ê£˜õ£ Þ¼‚è?”. “âù‚° 裌„ê™ Gô£, Ü ࡬ù 𣘂è õóô.” “裌„êô£? â¡ù£„²? ã¡?” “Ì„C‚ªè£™L ñ¼‰¶ Ü®„ê õòL™ M¬÷…ê àí¾ ê£ŠH†«ì¡;Ü à싹 êKJ™¬ô.” “êK ÎA! à심ð 𣘈¶‚«è£,  õ«ó¡.”, Gô£¾‹ A÷‹H´„². Nila went to Yuki’s house and asked, ” Hello my dear. How are you?” Yuki, replied in a tired voice “who is that”? “Hey I am Nila, What happened Yuki? why you are so tired?” “ I have fever Nila, that’s why I didn’t come to see you.” 34 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

“Fever! What’s up? Why dear?” “ I ate food in the field where the pesticides were sprayed and that’s why I got sick.” “Oh! ok Yuki …take care of your health, bye friend”, Nila departed. Fò£A†ì Þ¶ ðˆF ªê£™½„C Gô£. “Fò£, â¡ «î£N ÎA‚° à싹 êKJ™¬ô.” “ã¡?” “Üõ Ì„C‚ªè£™L ñ¼‰¶ Ü®„ê õò™ô àí¾ ê£ŠH†ì£÷£‹.” “Ü„ê„«ê£! ÎA¬ò à심ðŠ 𣈶‚è ªê£™½!” º.è. ã…ê™ ´   35

Nila told Dhiya about this. “Dhiya, my friend Yuki is not well.” “Why?” “She ate food in the field where the pesticides were sprayed.” “Oops! Tell her to take care.” Fò£ Þ¬îŠðˆF Üõƒè á˜ô Þ¼‰î Mõê£JèOì‹ ªê£¡ù£. ÞQ cƒè â™ô£¼‹ Ì„C‚ªè£™L ðò¡ð´ˆî£Fƒè. Üîù£ô G¬øò àJKù‹ ð£F‚èŠð´¶¡Â â´ˆ¶ ªê£¡ù£. Mõê£JèÀ‹ ¹K‰¶ ªè£‡´ ÞòŸ¬è Mõê£ò‹ ªêŒò ªî£ìƒAù£ƒè. Dhiya conveyed this message to all the farmers in her village. “Please, you should not use harmful pesticides anymore. A lot of creatures are affected by this.” Farmers understood and they started practising natural and organic farming. ÎA‚° ÞŠð ªó£‹ð ñA›„C. Fò£¾‚° ï¡P ªê£™½„C. ÞŠ«ð£ Üõƒè ͵ «ð¼‹ ï™ô ï‡ð˜èœ. ÜŠ Hø°, Üõƒè â‰îŠ Hó„C¬ù»‹ Þ™ô£ñ õ£›‰î£ƒè. Yuki was very happy and thanked Dhiya. Now all the three of them are good friends. They lived happily without any more challenge. ´´ 36 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

6 °†® ªê¼ŠH¡ ꉫîè‹ BABY SHOE’S DOUBT ??S. Rea Senthil, Bangalore ªð£ ¶õ£ è¬îJô ⶠâ™ô£‹ «ð²ø¶ ð£ˆF¼‚Wƒè? ñó‹ «ð²ø¶ 𣘈F¼Šdƒè. Ì «ð²ø¶ 𣘈F¼Šdƒè. i†ô Þ¼‚°ø ªð£¼œ «ðCù¶ 𣘈F¼Šdƒè. Ýù£™ ªê¼Š¹ «ð²ø¶ 𣘈F¼‚Wƒè÷£? Þ‰î‚ è¬îJô 𣘊dƒè. ªó£‹ð è£ôˆ¶‚° º¡ù£® ªê¼Š¹ƒè â™ô£‹ «ð²‹. â¡ù Ý„êKòñ£ Þ¼‚è£? Generally, In stories, Trees will talk. Flowers will talk. Even things in house will talk. But have you ever seen shoes talking in stories? But in this story, you will see shoes talking. Long time ago, shoes used to talk. Are you all wondering?. å¼ °†® i†ô å¼ î£ˆî£, å¼ ð£†®, å¼ Ü‹ñ£, å¼ ÜŠð£, å¼ °†® ð£Šð£ â™ô£¼‹ õ£›‰¶ õ‰î£ƒè÷£‹. Üõƒè â™ô£¼‚°‹ ªê¼Š¹ Þ¼‚°‹ô? Üîù£ô ܉î i†ô î£ˆî£ ªê¼Š¹, 𣆮 ªê¼Š¹, ܊𣠪꼊¹, Ü‹ñ£ ªê¼Š¹, °†® ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹ Þ¼‰î£ƒè. å¼ï£œ Ü‰î‚ Kò£ .S ´   37

°†®Š ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹‚° å¼ ªðKò ꉫîè‹ õ‰¶„꣋. Ýñ£ â¡ù ꉫîè‹?. õ£ƒè 𣘊«ð£‹. In a tiny house, one grand father, one grand mother, one mother, one father and a baby girl were living. Don’t they have shoes? So in that house there was grand father shoe, grand mother shoe, mother shoe, father shoe and baby girl shoe. One day, the baby girl shoe got a big doubt. What was that doubt? Come on. Let’s see. Ü‰î‚ °†®Š ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹ Üõƒè Ü‹ñ£A†ì «ð£Œ “Ü‹ñ£ Ü‹ñ£! ã¡ ï£ñ ñ†´‹ êèF, 虽, ºœÀ, ÝE, ê£E ܶôô£‹ IFð†´ IFð†´ ÜCƒèñ£ Þ¼‚«è£‹Â «è†´„꣋. àì«ù Ü‹ñ£ ªê¼Š¹ “âù‚°‹ Ü«î ꉫîè‹ î£¡ ªó£‹ð ï£÷£” ÜŠð®Â ªê£™½„꣋. Þ¬î‚ «è†ì ܊𣠪꼊¹ 38 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

“ï£ñ ÞŠð®ˆî£¡ Þ¼‚赋“ ÜŠð®¡Â ñ†´‹ ªê£™L„꣋. The baby girl shoe went to her mother and asked “mom, mom! why are we stamping on mud, rock, nails, cow dung and always we are ugly?”. Mom said “even I have the same doubt for long time”. Hearing this, the father shoe hardly said “we have to be like this only” àì«ù °†® ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹ êK êK ï£ñ 𣆮 A†ì  «è‚赋 𣆮 A†ì «ð£„꣋. 𣆮 ªê£¡ù£ƒè “ 裌èP ªõ†®A†´ Þ¼‚«è¡. Üîù£ô, ÜŠ¹øñ£ ªê£™«ø¡” ÞŠð °†® ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹ G¬ù„C„꣋. ޡ‹ ð£‚AJ¼‚Aø¶ î£ˆî£ î£¡. ÜõƒèÀ‚°‹ ªîKòô¡ù£ Üšõ÷¾î£¡. êK Üõƒè A†ì «ð£Œ «è†«ð£‹Â î£ˆî£ A†ì «ð£„꣋. Now the baby girl shoe thought, “Only grand father is left. We have to ask him. If he doesn’t know the answer, that’s all. OK. Let’s go to him and ask.” Kò£ .S ´   39

î£ˆî£ ªê¼Š¹ “õ£ì£ ð£Šð£! âù‚° ªîK»‹ ªê£™«ø¡. ºî™ô à†è£¼. ê£I Þ‰î àôèˆFô Þ¼‚Aø â™ô£¬ó»‹ MîMîñ£ ð¬ì„C¼‚裃è. Môƒ°è÷£ô «ðê º®»ñ£? ñÂêƒè÷£ô ðø‚è º®»ñ£? Ü«î ñ£FK ê£I ï‹ñ÷ Þ‰î ñ£FK ð¬ì„C¼‚裃è. ê£I ð¬ì„ê ♫ô£¼‚°‹ å¼ ï™ô °í‹ Þ¼‚°‹. â™ô£˜ õ£›‚¬è‚°‹ å¼ è£óí‹ Þ¼‚°‹. ñÂûƒè ï‹ñ¬÷Š «ð£ì£ñŠ «ð£ù£ Üõƒè 裙ô ºœÀ °ˆF óˆî‹ õ¼‹. Üõƒè âšõ÷¾ èwìŠð´õ£ƒè? Þ¬î ï£ñ ÜõƒèÀ‚°„ ªêŒAø àîMò£ ð£¼. àù‚° ªó£‹ð ꉫî£êñ£è Þ¼‚°‹” ÜŠð®¡Â ªê£¡ù£ƒè. Grand father said “come on my dear little princess, I know the answer. Come and sit here. God has created every one and everything in unique style and for different purposes. Whether animals can talk? Whether humans can fly? Like the same way, God has created us like this. Everyone has good character. For everyone’s life there is a reason. If the humans didn’t wear us, their legs will get hurt and they will get pain. How hard is that. Think that we are helping humans and you will feel happy about it”. àì«ù °†® ð£Šð£ ªê¼Š¹ “æ«è î£. ÞQ  â¶ô IF„ꣽ‹ èõ¬ôŠðì ñ£†«ì¡. ꉫî£ûñ£ Þ¼Š«ð¡” ªê£™L†´ ñA›„Cò£ M¬÷ò£ìŠ «ð£Œ´„꣋. Baby girl shoe said, “OK grand pa.. I will not become sad even if I get stamped on anything. I will be very happy hereafter”, and went away cheerfully to play. ´´ 40 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

7 ªó«ñ£¾‹ ËÁ ºò™èÀ‹ Remo and the Hundred Rabbits ??Tony Mario, Abu Dhabi ªï ´ƒè£ô‹ º¡¹, ªó«ñ£ â¡ø ã¬ö Þ¬÷ë¡ «õ¬ô «î®Š ð‚舶 ï輂°„ ªê¡ø£¡. «õ¬ô 㶋 A¬ì‚è£î G¬ôJ™, ÜóêK¡ ÜPMŠ¹ 塬ø‚ «è†ì£¡. ÜóêK¡ Þó‡´ êõ£™èO™ ªõŸP ܬìðõ¼‚° Þ÷õóC¬òˆ F¼ñí‹ ªêŒ¶¬õŠðî£è¾‹, Ü´ˆî Üóêó£è º®Å†´õî£è¾‹ ªêŒòŠð†ì ÜPMŠ¬ð‚ «è†ìõ¡ å¼ º®¾ì¡ Üó‡ñ¬ù¬ò «ï£‚A„ ªê¡ø£¡. Once upon a time, a poor villager named Remo travelled to a nearby city, in search of a job to survive. He could not get any job. Finally he came to know about a strange challenge announced by the king of that country. Any one, who could succeed in two challenges announced by the king can win the hands of the princess and can become the next king. Remo decided and proceeded towards the palace. ªó«ñ£ êõ£™è¬÷ ãŸè º¡õ‰î¬î‚ 致 ó£ü£¾‹ ó£E»‹ Ý„êKòŠð†ìù˜. Üõ˜èœ «ì£Q «ñK«ò£ ´   41

îQŠð†ì º¬øJ™ ã¬ö å¼õ¡ îƒèœ ñè¬÷ˆ F¼ñí‹ ªêŒõ¬î M¼‹ðM™¬ô; Þ¼ŠH‹, ºî™ êõ£¬ô Üõ˜èœ M÷‚èˆ ªî£ìƒAù˜, Üî£õ¶ ªó«ñ£ Üó‡ñ¬ùˆ «î£†ìˆFL¼‰¶ ËÁ ºò™è¬÷Š ªðÁõ£¡, ÜõŸ¬ø ºŠð¶ ï£†èœ â‰îªõ£¼ Fø‰î ð°FJ½‹ ¬õˆF¼‚èô£‹, H¡ù˜ ºò™èO¡ â‡E‚¬è °¬øò£ñ™ ÜõŸ¬øˆ F¼ŠH Üó‡ñ¬ù‚°‚ ªè£‡´ õ‰¶ îó «õ‡´‹. The king and Queen were surprised to see Remo volun- teer to accept the challenges. They personally they did not like the poor guy to marry their daughter. However, they started explaining the first challenge, such that Remo shall receive a hundred rabbits from the palace garden, maintain them for thirty days in any open area and then shall return them without any loss of rabbits. ªó«ñ£ ËÁ ºò™è¬÷Š ªðŸø¾ì¡ ÜõŸ¬ø «ï£‚A, “ï‡ð˜è«÷! â¡Âì«ù Þ¼ƒèœ” â¡Á Ü¡ð£è‚ «è†´‚ªè£‡ì£¡. ºò™èÀ‚°‹ Üõ¬ùŠ H®ˆ¶M†ì¶. ÜõÂì«ù Þ¼‰îù. ªó«ñ£ êõ£L™ º¡«ùÁõ¬î ñ¡ùù£™ î£ƒè º®òM™¬ô. âù«õ Üõ˜ Þ¼ðˆªî†ì£‹  ñ£Á«õìˆF™ ªó«ñ£¬õ„ ê‰Fˆ¶, ªó«ñ£Mì‹ ºò™ 塬ø å¼ îƒè ï£íò‹ ªè£´ˆ¶ õ£ƒAù£˜. ªó«ñ£ ó£ü£¬õ ܬìò£÷‹ è‡ì«ð£F½‹, Üõ¬ó ÜPò£î¶ «ð£™ ﮈ¶, å¼ ºò¬ô MŸÁ, ꣂ° å¡P™ «ð£†´‚ ªè£´ˆî£¡. Remo received the hundred rabbits and said to them affec- tionately,“Friends, Please be with me!”All rabbits loved Remo and were with him. The king could not bear the thought of Remo winning the challenge. So, he went and met Remo on the twenty eighth day, and asked Remo to sell him one of the 42 ´ «ðù£ H®ˆî ï†êˆFóƒèœ

rabbits for a gold coin. Though Remo recognized the king, he pretended to be unaware, sold a rabbit in a sack. ñ¡ù˜ CP¶ Éó‹ ªê¡ø¶‹, ºò™ Þ¼‚Aøî£ â¡Á 𣘂è ꣂ¬èˆ Fø‰î£˜, ºò™ ꣂAL¼‰¶ ªõO«ò °Fˆ¶ e‡´‹ ªó«ñ£Mì‹ æ®ò¶. ñ¡ù˜ I辋 õ¼ˆîŠð†ì£˜, îù¶ Üó‡ñ¬ù‚°ˆ F¼‹H, â¡ù ïì‰î¶ â¡Á ó£E‚°ˆ ªîKMˆî£˜. After sometime, the king opened the sack to check and the rabbit jumped out of the sack and ran back to Remo. The king was so upset, returned to his palace and informed the queen of what happened. Þ¼ðˆF å¡ð , ó£E ñ£Á«õìˆF™ ªó«ñ£Mì‹ õ‰¶, Þó‡´ îƒè ï£íòƒè¬÷‚ «ì£Q «ñK«ò£ ´   43


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