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The Deer Mother or Sakhi Darlong is a folk story from Tripura

The Deer Mother | A Folk Tale from Tripura

Long, long ago, in a remote village of Tripura, a jhum farmer named Shyamacharan lived alone. Every day, he ventured into the jungle to hunt wild animals. One day, he hunted a deer and cooked its venison for dinner. After eating, he saved the remainder for the next day and left for his jhum field. Read more…

The Whale and the Mirror is a folk tale from Andaman and Nicobar

Shan and his Whale-Wife | A Folk Tale from Andaman & Nicobar Islands

Long, long ago in Nicobar, there lived a rich fisherman by the name of Arong. He lived with his wife and children. Shan, his eldest son, enjoyed swimming and canoeing. One day, when Aron went deep-sea fishing, he took Shan along with him. The sea looked calm on that hot day, the sun blazing in Read more…

The Young Peddler is a folk story from Kashmir

The Inauspicious Bride | A Folk Tale from Kashmir

A long time ago, there was a tiny village at the foothills of the mountains. The village had no roads except the beaten track along the bank of the stream. Other villages were quite far away, and they weren’t easily accessible. The village folks lived around a shrine dedicated to a local saint. A priest Read more…

Ramu and Govind is a Kerala folk tale about two neighbors

The Two Neighbors | A Folk Tale from Kerala

A long time ago, in a village in Kerala, lived two neighbors – Ramu and Govind. While Govind lived in prosperity, Ramu led a life of abject poverty. Ramu’s children looked starved, whereas Govind’s children looked plump. Sometimes, Ramu would seek financial help from Govind, but the latter never entertained such requests. In fact, the Read more…

A Trip to Heaven is a folk tale from Bihar

A Trip to Heaven | A Folk Tale from Bihar

Long, long ago, there lived a poor farmer named Rajdev. On his small plot, Rajdev grew seasonal vegetables. While the money he made wasn’t enough, he was content with whatever little he had. During the winter season, he grew cauliflower on his plot. People from faraway lands came to check out his fresh, creamy-looking, snow-white Read more…

The Bed's Legs is a folk tale from Uttarakhand

The Bed’s Legs | A Folk Tale from Uttarakhand

Once upon a time, there lived a grain merchant with his wife and only son. The boy’s parents loved him so dearly that they never allowed him to work hard. Instead, they let him play all the time. When he grew up, they married him to a girl. The newly-wed couple led a carefree life Read more…

Pawan Dev and Kamla Rani, a Marathi folk story

The Power of Simplicity | A Folk Tale from Maharashtra

Pauni, a small town in Bhandara, Maharashtra was once considered the capital of Pawan Dev, the Wind God. The empire of Pawan Dev extended from Bhandak to Amraoti. Pawan Dev took a bath at Pauni, had his meal in Bhandak, and slept in Amravati. Pawan Dev‘s wife, Kamla Rani, also known as the Queen of Read more…

The Earthen Pot folk tales of Madhya Pradesh

The Earthen Pot | A Folk Tale from Madhya Pradesh

Long, long ago, there lived an old woman. One day, she bought four small earthen pots and placed them on a shelf in her house. She then took some flour to make lunch. However, the old lady had a hard time cooking. With a sigh, she murmured to herself that she wouldn’t have to go Read more…

The Boy who Became a Hornbill, naga folk tales and folklore

The Boy who Became a Hornbill | A Folk Tale from Nagaland

Long, long ago, an orphan boy lived with some of his relatives. The couple who looked after him always ill-treated him. Whenever he went to work in the fields, the woman gave him rice mixed with rat droppings. She also gave him a porcupine’s quill to pick out rice from the messed-up food. Every day, Read more…

Thailungi, a Mizo folk tale

Thailungi | A Folk Tale from Mizoram

Thailungi enjoyed sitting under the loom while her mother spent hours weaving clothes. One day, when she was sitting under the loom as usual, a street vendor passed by her house. He was loudly selling little iron balls. Wanting to buy one of those balls for Thailungi’s brother, her mother called the vendor over. Thailungi’s Read more…