Don’t compare yourself to others.👉🙅🏻‍♀️

Very nice story by Anju Rajput ! A good lesson for young folks here, branded goods and trying to impress others can only take away your soul !

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Stop underestimate yourself because whenever you compare yourself with someone we have more trouble.

Comparison burns us from inside. And we started compare the results of others from our own today.and it’s the reason we start seeing the results of others and do not see hard work behind the success.You are the most unique no one in the whole universe like you. When you compare yourself to someone you do not compare you waste your precious time.

A wonderful short story of Crow.

There once was a crow who lived in the forest.he was happy with his life and have never wanted anything else.But one day the crow saw a dove the dove is so bright and beautiful thought the crow by comparison I am so dark and dull.The crow approached the Dove and said you are so beautiful. you must be the happiest bird alive.The Dove replied I…

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CRAZY CUCKOO – short story for 4 to 7 year old

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Crazy Cuckoo Short Story

( a story for ages 4 to 7) By Shipra Shukla
‘Koo….. Koo….Koo………’
The cuckoo’s voice is as sweet as can be and this is the story of a cuckoo bird which had the most melodious voice in the world. The cuckoo bird would sit on the branches of a tree and sing ‘koo, koo’, with not a care in the world.
But, one day her life turned up side down because lying in her nest was her egg.
Oh God! cuckoo screamed , what is going to happen to my carefree life now? My whole life will be wasted looking after this child. The cuckoo thought and thought. What should I do? And then an idea flashed in her mind just like a lightning flashes across the sky. She jumped with joy. Why don’t I take this egg to the other end of the jungle and leave it in mother crow’s nest?
Mother crow already has four eggs and what does she know to do besides housework? She can’t sing like the cuckoo or dance like the beautiful peacock. In a trice the cuckoo bird picked up her egg and flew off to the other side of the jungle. When she reached see saw that the Mother crow was sitting on her four eggs waiting for them to hatch. The clever cuckoo bird quietly slipped in her four eggs under Mother Crow and flew off.


Some time later after the clever cuckoo had flown off the four eggs which Mother crow was hatching started to crack. A little later four baby crows were shouting, “Caw, caw, caw,” as they were hungry and wanted Mother Crow to get them food. Mother Crow tried to explain to them that, ‘Children, please be patient. There is just a tiny egg left to hatch. As soon as it hatches I will get something to eat and drink for all five of you.” Just as she was telling this the little egg hatched and a little bird hopped out of it and sat on the edge of the nest and said, ‘Coo.” Mother crow and her four baby crows’ beaks fell open in surprise. Where ever did this ‘Coo’ sound come from in between the sound of the ‘caw, caw.’ Now, how were they to know that this little bird was not Mother crow’s child but the clever cuckoo’s baby.



Time flew by and the four crows and little cuckoo bird grew up. Mother crow rushed around trying to get them in a good school.

While she was hunting for a good school she met a music teacher, a Mr. Tar- Tar, who was frog who spent his free time teaching the animals of the jungle how to sing. But till now he had not got any work because the children were scared of his loud voice. But Mother Crow loved his loud voice and she appointed Mr. Tar- Tar to teach her children how to sing.

And then, what do you think happened. Every morning Mr. Tar- Tar would come hopping to Mother Crow’s nest and made her five children practice their sings under the shade of the tree.

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He even changed the name of the four crows and gave them names from the seven notes of music , Do, ray, me, fa, so, la, ti, do.

Now the crows name was Do-ray, Me-fa, So-la, Ti-do. The last note of Ti-do’s name was the first note of when the first note of music starts, only it is higher now. That is why Ti-do’s voice was very sharp and shrill and when he sang all the animals of the jungle went wild. Since all the notes of music had been given to the four crows there was no note left for the little cuckoo bird. So Mr. Tar-Tar named her Melody which is what music and the seven notes of music are all about.

he animals of the jungle were really fed up with Mr. Tar-Tar’s music classes. So Peter Parrot, Mr. Peek-a- boo peacock, Banana-Drama monkey, Flow-Jo deer, Mr. Tittle -Turtle and all the other creatures of the jungle got together and had a meeting to discuss how to free the jungle of the noise of Mr. Tar-tar’s music classes. Many plans were made and many ideas were given but they really couldn’t think of any good solution.

In the end it was decided that all the animals would sit-down below Mother Crow’s nest and not move till they either stopped the ‘caw caw’ of the crows and the ‘tar-tar’ of the frog or they would throw them out of the jungle.


And that is what happened. Mr. Tar-tar would not budge so Mother Crow as asked to leave the jungle along with her five children and Mr. Tar-tar. Mother Crow was also very stubborn. She did not like that anyone should interfere in the education and progress of her children. So she packed her bags and left to find a new place where she could start a new life, a place where no one could bully them and they were free to do what they wanted to do

Mother crow, her children and Mr. Tar-tar roamed here and there for a long time till they came to a town which was full of rats running here and there and troubling everyone. Rats of every kind had got together and were bothering everyone. Sometimes they would eat up the food, sometimes they would gnaw the clothes, and sometimes they would bite the little babies.

The people of the town were fed up. How does one get rid of these pesky rats, they just didn’t know what to do? That is why they announced a reward that whoever got the town rid of these rats would be given whatever they wanted.


In this very same town lived Melody’s mother, the same cuckoo bird who had left Melody when she was very small in Mother Crow’s nest. And now she lived comfortably in a golden cage. Here, too, she had no work to do but she had also stopped flying. Now she only eat and sat in her cage and sang, ‘Koo, koo.’ Since she did not move around much she had become fat and because she had no work to do she was a little crazy. Now if you don’t use your brains to do any work it is going to affect your mind, right? And, instead of singing, ‘Koo, koo’ she had started to sing, ‘Kuk, kuk,kuk, kuk,kuk,’



When Mother crow and her team reached town they were weak with hunger and very thirsty. Mother crow could not bear to see her children in this state. And Mr. tar-Tar who was as round as a balloon was now as thin as needle. 

Now, Mother Crow, did not wait even for a second, with her beak she killed three four rats, made them into patties and fed them to her children and Mr. Tar –Tar. After this there was no problem for Mother Crow and her team began to live happily in the town. Everyday they would kill a few rats and eat them up. After some time, Do-ray, Me-fa, So-la and Ti-do also became expert in killing rats and the rats were running here and there in fear for their lives. They were in a real state and they started talking about leaving town.

The people of the town were very happy. They did not want Mother Crow and her team to leave town ever so they began to give them many gifts.

Mother crow told them, “I don’t want anything but I want my children’s music to be remembered for ever and ever. So, can you make a tape of my children’s music so that I can play it for the animals of the jungle who had thrown us out of the jungle because of our singing class.”

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The people of the town were only too happy to do as Mother Crow wanted and made a tape of the four crows’ songs. The name of the tape was, ‘The Caw – Caw Crows.’ When the tapes came to the shops the people of the town were very happy. When they played the tapes at home, not only the rats, but all the pests ran away frightened. Some farmers even started playing them in their fields so that the birds which eat their seeds flew away in fright.

The town people were so happy with the services of the crows that they took away the golden cage from the cuckoo and gave it to the crows. But Mother Crow refused to live in the golden cage. She knew that a cage, whether it is made of gold or iron is still a cage and it would not allow her to fly like a free bird and she did not want that. She returned the cage to the cuckoo bird.
When the cuckoo saw Mother Crow’s behavior she was very ashamed of her own. She thought to herself that this fat crow worked so hard and where she has reached and I am where I was? Mother crow did not have beauty nor did she have any great talent. And yet her quality was useful to so many people. And that is why no one cares whether she is beautiful or not, they only praise her work. There were tears in the Cuckoo’s eyes and she ran to Mother Crow’s nest.
The cuckoo reached Mother Crow’s nest and bowed before her. Then she told her the truth about how she had left her little one in her nest when she was still in the egg and now she has grown up and become Melody. Cuckoo wanted to make up for her mistakes and embrace Melody. But Melody refused to go with her. She said she did not want to stay with a mother who had left her when she was small. She wanted to live with her mother who looked after her and cared for her till now she was big. She was happy with Mother Crow and the four crows for they loved her and cared for her.

Poor Cuckoo, she was so sad. Now she had nothing. No beauty, no talent and no kids. She flew away crying and perched on the branches of a tree from where you can often hear her sad voice singing, ‘Koo, Koo, Koo.’ It is true what they say of any bird, or beast, or human being, that what is important is not your skin but your skill.


This book targeted for four- to seven-year-olds, is filled with a number of moral messages, including these:
1.It is not your skin color that counts, but your skills.
2.Never, ever give up.
3.Everyone has a unique talent that needs to be developed.
4. If you do not practice your gifted talent, you will lose it.
5.Selfish people end up very lonely.
6.An adopted mother who loves and cares for you is more important than the mother who gives birth to you and then abandons you.
7.A cage is a cage, even if it is a golden one. Fly free!
Interview of the author SHIPRA SHUKLA by Brian Feinblum of MEDIA CONNECT
1. Shipra, what inspired you to write Crazy Cuckoo?
A. God inspired me to write ‘Crazy Cuckoo.’ Having said that some characters that inhabit Jungle Land did pop out when I used to tell my children bedtime stories. There was a particularly naughty 🐒  who would take them in a rocket 🚀 to different planets. And some sketchy plot lines were told to sundry people over the years.
2. What happens in the story?
A. A cuckoo bird with stars in her eyes abandons her baby in a single mom crows’ nest. The crow mom wants her four crow children to become singing stars and hires a frog to teach them. Their  caw- caw and the ribbid- ribbid drive the jungle folks nuts and they, in turn, drive them out of the jungle.. But mother crow is not one to give up. The crows do become singing stars but not in the way you would expect ! The prima donna cuckoo is in for a shock too !
3. What’s the book’s message and why is it so important that we teach this to young children?
A.The message is that it’s not your skin but your skill that is important. The mother crow and her children were able to drive away the pesky rats which plagued the town. For that service they became heroes for the town folks. Later their raucous voices were taped to drive away the pests from the fields.
Children should realize that everyone has a talent that is unique to them . An earthworm only twists and turns but he makes the soil fertile. A tree only stands in one place but who can deny the usefulness of a tree. So, everyone is special. If they don’t believe this, they are welcome to ask their parents!
4. One of the book’s themes centres on adoption. What do we want children to understand in regards to this topic ?
A. A mother who loves you and takes care of you is far more important than one who merely gives birth to you and leaves you.
5. There is a mother-child relationship in the story that is very strong. What really bonds a child and the one who raises him or her?
A.Love, love and  love !
#funnystories for children # four to seven year old #humor #humourous#kids#jungle#animals#birds#junglestories#Kids#books#tales




Meet some folks from Jungle Land !

Who is Melody? Melody is the heroine of my book; a little, black cuckoo who realizes one day that the purpose of her life was to sing. But how could she sing when Monsieur Tar-tar, the bull-frog who tutors her brothers, the four crows, Doray, MeFar, Sola and Tidoo thinks she has an awful voice. Even her single mom, Maggie Hatchery, pities Melody but she does want her to get her chance. And her chance comes when the falcon king, King Koo-tan – kha – Amen or King Koo-Toot, the King of Bird Land announces a world –wide singing contest in order to find a new court entertainer to replace the old one, Madame KuuKuuuu, who has being throwing too many tantrums. What no one knows, including the folks of Jungle-Land, is that Madame Kuukuuuu is Melody’s biological mother who had abandoned Melody in Maggie’s nest so that she could pursue her dreams of becoming a star. Melody, now trained by Senor Julio, the blind, reclusive thrush is a virtuoso songstress and trounces the competition in spite of the shenanigans of KuuKuuuu and replaces her as the new court entertainer. But can life in a golden age be happy? Melody now longs for the freedom of Jungle-land but she is under a contract. She becomes depressed and, one day, is truly cuckoo ! What happens next ? # books #writing # #humor # funny




Sometimes I wonder if my life has any purpose at all . I mean I know I am a dog and all that but what is a dogs’s purpose ?

I had a chat with some of my friends one day on this subject and this is what they had to say

Toby ( a labradoodle) : A dog’s purpose ? What do you mean ? We have a purpose ? I thought we were just meant to chase balls and then chase more balls and never stop chasing balls . We can even chase flat balls that go spinning in the air when my master throws it . ( Toby doesn’t know the difference between a frisbee and a ball , it’s all the same to him )

Bella ( a good looking female  golden retriever ): Master, what is a master ? Those folks who live with us . That is our pack. And we are the leader of the pack . Don’t we always walk in front and allow them to hold our leash so that they don’t get lost. And , when we do our business they have to pick it up and dispose it off . It’s sad but till they invent a better poop scooper they have to do it !

Trumpet : True , but as usual Toby has made us forget what we were talking about !

Archie ( who is English ): Bow wow Bow wow , lets go play !

Roscoe ( who has one blue eye and one brown and is a mutt ) : Archie is very young , he is not going to understand all this high falutin’ talk ! But I agree with Toby, running after balls is our purpose and it’s a pleasure to be sure .

Bella  : Mindlessly running after balls may be fun but does it serve any purpose ? And for who ?

Apollo: What about the purpose of a ball? Personally I think it is to get the ball, and keep it until you rip it apart! My master always yells at me for ruining it, isn’t that what the purpose of a ball is.

(This sentence was Ambika’s contribution- she has the makings of a writer! )

Roscoe : Bow wow , here’s another fella going off on a tangent again . Keep to the subject man. We are talking about a dog’s purpose not the ball’s purpose !

Bella : Yes, but he’s got something there ! If our purpose is to rip balls then is the balls purpose to be ripped ? So, if it is our purpose to lord over our masters ( I try to be polite and call them assistants to their face and in polite company ) then isn’t it the masters purpose to continue being slaves ?

Apollo : This is getting very confusing . Who is the master who is the slave !

Toby : That’s why I say let’s not muddle our heads with this master , slave , purpose nonsense and just go on chasing balls !

Archie : Arf, Arf , I agree let’s go play !

Roscoe : What’s this Arf business ? Can’t you bark like normal dogs ?!

Trumpet : He’s English. An English golden retriever , he speaks differently ! That’s why he is more white than golden !

Bella ( looking up ) : That’s interesting . I guess that’s why we are called a melting pot. If you mix white, yellow, brown and black you do get a golden colour !

Roscoe ( who has one blue eye and one brown ) : (chuckling ) Some call it khakhi ! Ha ha ha

Nitro arrives and hears the last bit .

Nitro : Yup ! Not white and pure as driven snow any longer ..,

Trumpet : Hey, hey fella , where have you come from , trying to make trouble ?

Apollo : He is fresh off the boat . Anyway Roscoe, you are a fine one to talk , you one eyed Jack !

Roscoe : Hey, hey why are you taking off on me dude. I am not the one making trouble , it’s the fella with a name who is as incendiary as his name .

Archie : Let’s go play ball , please, please , pretty please !

Bella : Nitro, you are in our zone . We are not going to let an outsider make trouble .

Nitro : ( sarcastically) Yeah, sure. You don’t NEED an outsider . You are capable of doing it yourselves !

Archie : Please let’s not fight . Let’s go play !

Roscoe : Keep quiet, you foolish little English mutt . Can’t you see we are discussing grown up stuff . Go and play by yourself .

Archie : All right then toodle doo to you . I am going to go .

Nitro : Yes exit . Since you are British do it the British way . Just Brexit.

Archie runs off his tail wagging playfully . He shouts over his shoulder

Archie : It’s better to be alone and play than to be with many and fight . Cheerio , pip pip and all that .

Nitro : Little does he know what’s waiting for him around the corner.

Bella : I think you are a trouble maker Nitro . What is waiting for him around the corner . How do you get this information ?

Roscoe : I hope he is not the source of it . Or his friends .

Nitro : Well, you mutts , it’s time for us pure ones to rule and we are going to take care of it .

Trumpet : And how are you going to do that , O pure one ?

Nitro : It’s a super secret plan. I am not so stupid as to reveal it . But, it’s going to take care of all of you mutts and put you in your place . Ha ha ha . Wait and watch

Trumpet to Roscoe  : Doggone it, I have to get my K-9 unit in place then cause this fella sure looks like he is going to stir the pot a bit !

Bella: ( sighs ) Why can’t we stick to the subject ? As usual our discussion is hijacked by unwanted elements . No wonder we can never get anywhere , just round and round , chasing our own tails ! Oh well , one day we will find out what is a dog’s purpose ? !





It’s not easy for a dog with long , golden hair to be ignored. Regular brushing is a must and it behoves the well mannered owner to be suitably invested in our grooming . After all every dog is just a reflection of his masters personality. In fact , look carefully . Every dog owner not only resembles his dog but his personality is also akin to his dog . If the dog is amiable, calm and laidback , the owner is likely to be similarly tempered. And if a dog looks calm but will suddenly nip your ankles watch out if the owner is your friend . Tee hee . If you don’t believe me take a look at some dogs and their owners ! By owner I mean the person who got the dog , looks after it and the dog responds to him.

If this material is copyrighted I apologize but I did take permission from the dogs featured in the photos .