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seed #345 The universe is filled with innumerable tales of treasure. And with each treasure is associated its own mystery, its occurrence, and its consequence.Amongst these many adventurous blood boiling, tales you are going to hear about one. As the tale goes the first murmurs of this treasure was heard in the bazaars of MansukhGanj.Continue reading “The treasure of all treasures”

seed #350 Kuttu was elated. For he had done math homework right. So was chintu. And more so because asking a gypsy is always a better idea than copying from others. More so because everybody says not to trust the gypsies but this one seemed lovely enough and he was. He actually helped us toContinue reading “4. solution to problem becomes a problem”

seed #352 Chintu hated maths. He hated his teacher too because the teacher kept insisting that maths was important for surviving life. He used to say oxygen was more important, but that used to piss off his teacher. Chintu was looking forward to the weekend. He was to go butterfly hunting with kuttu. However theContinue reading “3. solutions to chintu’s problem of math”

seed #353 Once upon a time there lived a boy called Chintu. He had turned 9 only three days back, the day on which his fourth tooth fell much to his dismay. He lived with his grandma and his parents in a small hut on the plains of Mansukhgunj, a place whose mention you won’tContinue reading “2. Chintu and the disappearing rainbows”

seed #354 1. It was a pleasant Sunday.  Exactly how Mr.Sudhakar Banerjee would have preferred. Full of sunshine and the playful breeze. It had rained for 5 days in Kolkata on the trot. Thus his joy knew no bounds. For a living, Mr.Banerjee worked in a bank, but only on Sundays did he truly feelContinue reading “1. Mr. Banerjee on a Sunday”