A tall, big fig tree with its spreading branches stood in the middle of a thick forest. The tree turned out to be a happy home to a flock of geese that lived in harmony with other birds. From a seed blown by the wind, a heavy summer rain saw a little vine starting to Read more…

I have always enjoyed a good story and thanked my lucky stars I was born in a family of avid readers and wonderful storytellers. In fact, even before I had learned to read on my own, my mum would read me captivating fairy tales and Assamese folklore every afternoon. My dad would take over in Read more…

Once upon a time, there lived a magical bird with two heads and one body. As bizarre as it might sound, the bird was certainly a sight for sore eyes. Its body was reminiscent of a pitch-black night, and its neck was the embodiment of a color palette. It had a long, yellow beak, one Read more…

They say that books are a man’s best friends. Nothing could have defined my life better. I am Gyan and today I would like to tell you about the role that books have played in my life. My relationship with books began at a very young age. This was particularly relevant for a shy kid Read more…

My first memories of ‘reading’ a book are that of the Bhagavad Gita. I was in fifth grade when my grandmother read it out to me. As you would expect from someone my age, I didn’t find it particularly interesting back then. However, during my tenth-grade summer vacations, I received an illustrated copy of the Read more…