Narratives by Kalai Selvi Arivalagan (inspirational books to read .txt) 📕

will always swim into the house through the single door and will come out of the house by swimming through the little chimney. It will be always a fun for me to watch the mollies swim like this. To my surprise, on that day, one of the two gold fish tried to enter into the house through the single door. The mollies looked tiny and thin. So, they can easily swim in and come out of the house. But, the gold fish looked plump and short. The tail fins glistened bright and I loved to watch the gold fish moving the fins with grace.

 

The plump gold fish tried to enter the house through the door. But, he could only peep inside. He tried his best to swim into the house. After several attempts, he nudged inside the house, through the door. Unfortunately, he got stuck in the middle. Seeing him struggling, I tried to help him. With my two fingers I pulled him back holding the tail fin.

 

The tail fin slipped from my hands and I did not want to hurt the fish by tearing away the tail fin. I helplessly watched the gold fish that struggled to come out of the miniature house. For some time there was no movement from the fish. My eyes stared at the fish for a while. I could not think that the gold fish was dead.

 

A wonderful thing happened after few seconds. The other gold fish came there swimming. It looked at the silly gold fish that was struggling. It gave a push at the tail fin. To my surprise, the gold fish was pushed into the house. But, it got captured inside the miniature house.

 

I slowly lifted the roof of the miniature house and helped the gold fish to swim back into the tank. The other one joined the pair and they started to swim to the other end of the fish tank.

Eric, the little dragonfly

 

It’s a day in the month of March. Eric, the little dragonfly stood standstill on a dry twig of a plant eagerly waiting for his friend, Dolly, the humming bird, who migrated to the south for the winter. Eric does not feel the chillness of winter as his mother tucked him warm inside their cute little home built at a nook of the bike shed near Pete’s house. Pete is also a small boy like him. At times, curious little eyes of Pete would peep in and look into their home. In the beginning, Eric was afraid of Pete. As days went on both of them became familiar to each other. Though they don’t talk or play together, they knew each other.

 

Eric always finds Pete chasing butterflies in the garden or swinging in the branches of trees that lined the backyard. Pete’s favorite job is to fill in the bird feeder that is kept at the center of their little garden. Numerous birds come there to eat the grains or drink water from the fountain near the bird-feeder.

 

One day Pete’s mother kept a bird feeder which looked different and special. Pete was asking his mother too many questions about the special bird feeder. Pete’s mother replied to him that the special bird feeder is for the humming birds who are returning back to their place after migration.

 

Every morning Pete will clean the bird feeder and fill it with water mixed with honey. One day, Eric went to the bird feeder and tasted the water. It tasted so sweet; he went on sucking the water.

 

“Hello, can you give me space?” Eric heard a shrill voice behind him. His numerous eyes glistened in the sunlight and looked at the tiny bird. The bird looked restless and her wings fluttered continuously. Eric flew away from the bird feeder and hopped on the nearby twig. “Hi, I am Eric” Eric called her.

 

“I am Dolly,” the humming bird replied to him. From the day onwards, Eric always met Dolly in the forenoon. After greetings, they will fly around the garden for a while. The humming bird always seems to be in a hurry and never spent more than fifteen minutes with Eric.

 

Now, Eric felt lonely without Dolly. Some of his dragonfly friends called him to join them and play hide and seek. Without much interest, he joined them. Eric searched for a place to go and hide himself. He flew to the open window of the kitchen and sat on the hinges. The half opened window helped him to hide from his friends.

 

Pete at the same time came inside the kitchen to drink some water. Looking at the dragon fly on the hinges of the half-open door, Pete moved near to the window. Stealthily, he stretched his right arm and caught Eric. With his two fingers, he caught Eric by the wings and looked into his rotating multiple eyes.

 

Pete let him sit on his left arm. The long hairy legs of Eric tickled his skin and he started to giggle loudly.

 

Though Eric is familiar with Pete, he had never played with him like that. He made Eric to tickle him like that for a while.

 

“Pete, let him fly” Pete’s mother shouted at him. “If the wings are torn, he could not fly.” With beating heart, Eric waited for Pete to let him fly. Pete examined his transparent wings and the long and thin abdomen.

 

“Come again, little one.” With a cheerful laugh, Pete let Eric fly into the air.

Rheon, the naughty owlet

Rheon, the little owlet peeped from her house to see if her mother has come. For the past two days, it has been raining heavily. Rheon has learned her first lessons of hunting. Yet, she has to learn something more to hunt without any issues.

 

During her first lesson, her mother taught her how to hunt a little rat that scrambled through dry leaves beneath the tree. Rheon missed the first grasp with her claws. The little rat shook his body and escaped from her.

 

Rheon blinked her eyes and looked at the branch that swayed in the air. Something caught her attention. In the dark, green colored lights glowed here and there. She wanted to go near the lights and find out what they are. Curious eyes tempted her to fly near and see it. Yet, Rheon remembered her mother’s words.

 

“Don’t fly alone. Still there is time. Your wings are not strong, and you can get into trouble.” Rheon never missed her mother’s words. So, she looked at the green lights without making any move or sound. Some of the lights flew here and there. Green tracks of light followed them everywhere they flew. Rheon could not resist her eagerness to know what it is. With caution, she stepped out of the hole.

 

At the same time, Coco, a little cat, just like Rheon, made his way slowly toward something on the ground. Coco has learned how to hunt from his mother. His mother resting herself on a bark of a tree looked at Coco now and then. Though she looked dozing, her senses watched Coco with alert.

 

Rheon saw Coco moving stealthily. She understood that he is trying to catch his prey. With a mischievous smile, she looked at Coco. She wanted to play a prank on him. So, she moved toward the green lights. She found out that they are glow worms and she took some of them with her beak. She plucked a big leaf from the tree and placed the glow worms inside it. With her beak she rolled the leaf and made it as a big roll.

 

Rheon took the leaf in her beak and flew toward Coco. Coco stood there without any movement. He stood there calculating the time for his next move. Rheon flew down as if she pricked at Coco’s ears and let the leaf fall on his studious face. The leaf closed his face and he started to shake his head fiercely. At the same time, glow worms slid through the leaf and started to fly around Coco’s head.

 

Coco jumped here and there and with a leap joined his mother. His mother opened her eyes, looked around, and then went on to doze once again. Coco slid under his mother and hid himself. Rheon could not suppress her laughter.

 

Chuckling loudly she flew back to her home.

Rick, the spooky spider

The first rays of sun started to peep through the nook and corner of the thick bush. Rick slowly crawled out of the rose plant’s leaf. Then, he started to weave his web carefully. Hooking the tip of the first yarn on the thorn of the rose plant, he started to weave the web. Suddenly the morning breeze blew strongly, and so some of the threads got cut in the middle.

 

Stretching his thin legs, he slowly climbed down on the yarn of web. Just like a pendulum that went right from left in a ticking clock, Rick moved from right to left and repaired the broken yarn. After fifteen minutes of hard work, Rick completed the web and started to wait for insects to fly into the web.

 

Rick does not look scary and he has never attempted to bite anyone. Yet, whenever kids find him on the rose plant, they screamed and ran all the way to their homes. One day Rick saw Rita, a little girl, watching his web carefully. Rita was looking at the dew drops on the web.

 

The dew drops acted like a prism and reflected the sun light, which created an array of rainbow colors. Rita moved near the web to have a closer look. Rick moved slowly from his hiding place and peeped out to look Rita closely. Looking at the peeping eyes of Rick, Rita screamed loudly and started to run.

 

“Hello, don’t run. I will not bite you.”