Little Tim strolled down the street For him, it was just another day, it was a new morning, and there lay a task- To scrape a living in one or the other way. He roamed the streets till it was dark, he was hungry, and tired and cold, he saw a dandy toy car in a toy shop’s window, which he badly wanted to hold. The town was lit with tiny lamps, The Christmas tree was topped with a star. The light, and happiness, reminded him of someone who was now too far. He saw the kids with their new toys and shoes, a couple returning with a large cake he saw himself- barefoot and empty handed, and glumly sat on a bench beside the lake. A lady came by, saw him, and asked “Why child? What’s the matter?” “Today is Christmas”, said the boy, “but I don’t even have food and platter” The lady took pity, and said to him, “Little one, let me show you my home, Its, warm and cozy, I hope you’ll like it there- It is cold and dark, you must not roam” Such a magnificent house Tim ha

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  C hildren eager for Christmas day, H appy n' excited, new toys to play. R eadily writing Santa a letter, I mage of snowman on their sweater. S nowflakes falling, crisp and white, T reats and goodies, festive delights. M istletoe kisses for the new lovers, A ngel sitting on the tree above her. S tockings on the fireplace, for St. Nick, 'Tis magic of December Twenty-fifth. Saranya Ray is a student of Funlish, Class X Connect with us on social media:- facebook instagram twitter

  The huge magnificient fir tree, Stood far, tall, green above the miserable man lacking love, with his son like a caged dove,  while his wife and daughter had broken free..   Just before two painful decades,  this man was a poor child,  on Christmas, still he had smiled,  with all his family, he reconciled,  for still not getting to sleep on beds.   Today the man had to force,  a burning bright smiling face,  his son stood still due to mental illness,  his daughter hated his gifted dress,  his wife never came back after divorce.   The man remembered 20 years ago,  he had seen a Christmas tree through,  the rich merchant's window view,  his family had loved him true,  even if they couldn't give him a proper home.   This man had worked really hard,  today he was rich, self-made,  his working wife and work had lead,  to his son's mental health fade,  so his wife left along with his female ward.   He recalled that col

  With the onset of winter Christmas comes on 25 th December. This is the time of celebration At the end of the ongoing year session.   Christmas marks the birth of our Jesus Son of Lord who came as a savior to us. It isn’t merely a festival of Christians But a joyous time for all religions.   Children wait eagerly for Santa Claus To put priceless gifts in their socks. Being good especially th’ previous day They wake up to see gifts showered their way.   This time I wish Santa comes And frees the world from th’   chain of germs. The only gift we’re praying for this year Is a world free from every fear.   Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle all the way Let Santa come riding along Destroying all th’ germs in his way.   Hymns be sung from home To the glory of our Lord No mass gatherings allow’d But may all our prayers be heard.     Christmas this year is on virtual platform Where the faces look like iconised glowworm. Neithe

The nature dressed itself in that dazzling gown, Quivering the leaves and branches of the fir trees, Caressing my skin and Freshening my soul, Chanting a rhythmic hymn of the winter afternoon, Ornamenting itself with beautiful sceneries and breathtaking greeneries, That it seemed like it would be a Heaven soon!   It was a very special day for all of us It was 25th December, It was Christmas, It was the Day of Christ, The weather was awesome and fantastic Enough to make me ecstatic, Touching the roof of my house was the Christmas tree Decorated with stars and chocolates That gave me glee.. The table was decorated with delicious foods Inspite of all the glorious glare  All the families started quarreling, hating and beating each other. Their eyes portrayed the vivid glowing flames of their hatred, jealousy and their uttermost desire to slaughter all their nearest ones There was no happiness, no cheering, not even one grinning  Everything just f

  Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Name of the book- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Name of the author- J K Rowling Name of the publisher- Bloomsburry Pages- 607 Genre- Fantasy Price- 399 Ratings- 4.6/5 This novel marks the much awaited final confrontation between Harry Potter, the chosen one and Voldemort, the one who must not be named. No doubt the best in the series, this novel holds a g ui n n ess book record for most novels sold within 24 hours of release. The novel begins by giving an insight to the readers about the torment through which the muggle born witches and wizards had to go through as well as Voldemort's tyranny. Thereby turning the entire magical society into a nightmare and Hogwarts no exception with Severus Snape installed as the new headmaster. As the story begins , we can realize that the trio is on the run finding the horcruxes, which are the key s to the dark lord's doom, while Harry still coping up with the loss of his mentor