In conversation with a mango seller ... turns into a thought provoking lesson.

One Sunday I was relaxing in my study, when my mother arrived to tell me some news.

A long long ago, in U.S.A. there lived a bachelor who liked fighting. His name was John. He heard that there would be a fighting tournament in U.S.A.

An investigation into the murder of a girl by a banana peel.....

Christopher felt uneasy. Not a breath of wind was stirring, yet every tree in the park seemed to rustle.

As soon as the doorbell rang, a change came over Mrs. Sharma. She excitedly ran towards the door.

As it was raining cats and dogs, the group of friends drove along the road in their yellow Humvee. These were not just friends. They were acquaintances.

After spending the night buried under the blankets, they awoke to an icy world.