LET'S TWIST A STORY

आओ बचपन सींचें - 4

चाहे कितने भी बड़े हो जाएँ, फिर भी हम सब हमेशा थोड़े-थोड़े बच्चे ही रहते हैं l नए कपड़े पहन कर बड़े भी इतराते हैं l जन्मदिन पर गिफ्ट पाकर बड़े भी खुश हो जाते हैं l 
जरूरी है बच्चा बने रहना और बच्चों से जुड़े रहना l  


तो चलो आज कुछ अलग करते हैं 
 पहले एक बच्चे की कहानी सुनते हैं 
 और फिर उसे अपनी-अपनी 
कल्पना की उंगली थमा कर 
 एक अलग मोड़ पर ले जाते हैं 
 उस ही कहानी को आगे बढ़ाते हैं ... 

 कहानी English में है 
लेकिन आप चाहें तो 
आगे की कहानी 
 हिंदी में भी लिख सकते हैं 
 न Grammar की जकड़न
न language का बंधन 
 बस ये कहानी और 
 आपकी कल्पना की उड़ान ...
तो फिर हो जाओ शुरू 
 करवा दो रोशन से कुछ ऐसा 
 कि पढ़कर, सुनकर लगे
 हाँ, ऐसा भी तो हो सकता है ... 

 हम सब उत्सुक हैं ....  

LET'S TWIST A STORY

This week we have a story for you- Roshan's story. Read this story and add a hundred words to take it further. A jury will select the best addition and it will win a prize.
So, let the kites of your imagination fly high and bring some twists and turns to tell us what Roshan does next. We are anxiously waiting to read your versions. You can submit your entries by commenting here or by sending an e-mail at aaobachpanseenchein@gmail.com before the sun sets on Thursday, 29th of August.

Please do mention your name and age with your submissions.





Here's Roshan's story for you...


        ADVERTISEMENT ENACTING COMPETITION

Roshan is keenly watching all the advertisements today because he has to participate in an advertisement enactment competition tomorrow.

He has been outstanding in Quiz, Essay writing, and Poem-Recitation. His brain never lets him down. However, enacting an advertisement for selling a product is a different ballgame for him. Here, his appearance would matter. Synchronization, content, and performance would be the key. 

Unlike every other day, he isn't fighting with his sister for the TV remote. Neither does he urge her to switch to his favourite cartoon channel. And, even stranger is that he looks at the TV screen only when the ad break comes and scribbles in his notebook as he watches the advertisements. He reads the notes when the program resumes. 

He looks nervous.Tomorrow is Saturday. He has to put on the white uniform with white canvas shoes. His uniform should not be shabby. He runs out of the room and returns with his rundown canvas shoes and the bottle of liquid polish.

                    One thick coat and his carefulness change the look of the shoes.

The morning dawns. He is shaky as if it is the biggest test of his life. His competitors in the class always say, 'You can beat everyone in academics but we will settle the account in dramatics and sports.' He knows that they are better in these fields but he wants to give them stiff competition.  

The school auditorium is full of cheer and anticipation. The non-participants, sitting on the carpeted floor, are eagerly waiting for the participants to enact the same advertisements which they watch on TV with some innovation. They expect a great show from their talented peers. The stage is about four feet high. Eight participants, two from each house are sitting in the right corner. The sweat of nervousness has appeared on their red faces. The hall is beaming with life. Its lonely and hungry walls cherish the whispers, giggles and childish nimbleness. The announcer reaches the lectern. Her greeting words mingle with the elated utterances of the chaotically busy audience. She repeats louder. Silence and stillness follow.

 "Every participant will pick up two chits. Every chit has the names of the products. He or she can choose one product and will have to enact an advertisement for it," she reads out the rules. The four judges are ready with their pencils and heedful eyes. 

 Roshan is the first to go up. He draws out the chits from the bowl with trembling hands. He unfolds them one by one and mumbles, "Shoes and Ketchup." He thinks for a while and hands over the 'Shoes' chit to the announcer. Her lips read the word to the mic for the audience to hear. 

          He nods to the announcer's signal to start the act.

Roshan parades forward from the back of the stage saying, "Bata is the best quality," he jumps, "My sports-shoes, school-shoes, and party-shoes." He runs back and repeats.

 "There is a hole in your Bata shoe-sole," someone in the audience shouts and guffaws. More taunts and laughter follow. Rohan freezes in the middle of the wooden platform. His toe feels the cold polished surface as he walks away.................

                                                                                                     ( Story by Gaurav Sharma )



Now, it's your turn to add to this story. What does Roshan do next? How does he respond to this insult?

Come on, we are eager to know where you end this story.


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Let us introduce the honourable judges who will select the winner.

 Mr. Nuranis Ravi

A Delhite and alumni of the University of Delhi, Mr. N.S. Ravi has authored five books- ‘Those were the days’, 'Khan Vs Kahn Vs Kanh', ‘Marriage Made in Mumbai Local’, ‘Different Shades of Women’ and ‘The Leader’. Mr. Ravi has lived and worked in Europe, Africa, and India for a large number of his professional years.


     

 Mr. Ratnadip Acharya

 
 Mr. Acharya is an author and a columnist. His pen has produced two successful novels- 'Life is Always Aimless...Unless you love it' and 'Paradise Lost & Regained'. He lives in Mumbai and a columnist for 'The Speaking Tree' in The Times of India.

Mr. Om Tiwari

Mr. Tiwari is a journalist with a reputed news channel in Delhi. He chose journalism for a career because of his love for writing. He puts across his views on the issues related to politics, society, movies, books, and personalities through his blog.




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We have something more for you. We are proudly introducing the winners of the first two editions of  आओ बचपन सींचें'

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1. Mr. Harsh Tripathi




I'm a student of class 9 studying in Hansraj Smarak Senior Secondary School, Dilshad Garden, Delhi.
I aspire to be an IAS officer. I love to indulge in deep thinking and read sci-fi and fantasy stories.

2. Ms. Kesar Bajaj



I'm a student of class 9 studying in Sarvodya Vidyalaya, I.P. Extension, Patparganj, Delhi.
Besides studying, I love to play Football.














Congratulations to Harsh and Kesar. We wish them all the best for their future.