Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Spell Book in the Forbidden Room!!!

   IN THE MOUNTAINS OF POLAND there once lived a miller and his three daughters. All the eldest daughter loved to do was to gaze at herself in a mirror or in a pond, turning to one side for a pose, taking up her hair to see if that looked more fetching, then letting it down again with a flounce. The middle daughter spent her days dancing about, skipping everywhere, twirling and dipping.

                The youngest of the father's three daughters was quieter. Often she was lost in thoughts or daydreams. But she adored her two older sisters, and would clap with delight at her eldest sister's choice of red ribbons for the ends of her braids, then clap a beat for her other sister to dance circles around her.

                The father dearly loved all three daughters, but sometimes wished he could teach them to read. Only a couple of people in the village knew how to read, but they were too busy or important for the father to ask, and besides, he had no extra coins in his pocket to pay for lessons even if he could approach them.

                One autumn day a shivering old woman knocked on the father's door asking for a bite to eat. He quickly ushered her inside, offered her a bowl of hearty bean stew with sausage, and a place by the fire. After dinner the old woman took out a book and started to read quietly to herself. At once the father said, "May I ask, dear woman, if you would consider staying here with my family for the winter? You'll have a soft bed and warm meals, and in return would you give reading lessons to my daughters?"

                It was agreed, and the first lesson was scheduled for the very next morning. The eldest daughter would have come, but she disappeared in the fields to gather wildflowers for a party that night. The middle daughter would have come, too, but a traveling minstrel was passing through town with an accordion, and she couldn't miss dancing to that pumping beat. Only the youngest daughter was there for the lesson. And with the gentle teachings of the old woman, the maiden started to make sense of the strange-looking squiggles on the page.

                That evening, the father scolded his two older daughters. They hung their heads and said they were very sorry and promised to come the next morning. But alas! after breakfast the eldest daughter rushed off for thread to sew embroideries on her blouse and the middle daughter had to practice a new dance step while it was still fresh in her mind, and so it was the youngest daughter again who alone studied with the old woman.

                So it went, day after day. Each night the father reprimanded his two older daughters and they pledged to come to lessons the next morning without fail. But one thing or another got in the way and it was only the youngest daughter who learned to read.

                One day an evil enchanter came to the village looking for a wife. Perhaps he wouldn't seem evil to you or anyone else by looking at him - he only seemed rich - and so the eldest daughter allowed herself to be flattered by his attentions. Before long, she agreed to become his wife, and the day after the wedding the enchanter whisked away his bride to his home at a faraway castle. There, he told her, she could enjoy dozens of expensive dresses and vests, and jewels to adorn her hair.

                The enchanter's castle was truly marvelous to behold, and the wardrobes in the bedrooms were indeed packed with long ruffled skirts with sheer aprons, full-sleeved blouses, and vests richly decorated with beadwork and embroidery. The drawers were filled with headscarves of all colors and heaping piles of beads. On most walls rested huge framed mirrors. The eldest daughter was utterly delighted and marveled at her good fortune.

                One day her new husband said, "I need to go away for awhile. Anytime you're hungry, just go to the dining room, sit at the dining room table, close your eyes, and imagine what you'd like to eat. A steaming hot feast will appear before you. But," he frowned, "there is one thing you must know. You must never go into the room at the end of the corridor."

                It was easy enough to agree to that, and the eldest daughter promised she would never do such a thing. Yet as days passed, after the thrill of dressing up wore off - after all, who was there to dress for? - the idea of taking just the tinest peek at the room took hold on her. Before long there was nothing else she could think of, until she absolutely had to venture to the room.

                But the moment she pushed open the door the smallest crack, it flung wide open and she was pulled in, much against her will. Then the door slammed shut behind her and she realized she was locked inside. When the enchanter returned, he knew instantly what had happened while he had been gone. He stormed inside the room. "You disobeyed me!" he thundered, pointing at her, "You are no longer my wife!" The next instant, the eldest daughter was transformed into a yellow songbird trapped in a gilded birdcage.

                Back to the village went the evil enchanter. When the middle daughter saw him gallop toward the town square, she ran to him eagerly and asked for news of her big sister. "Why not visit and see for yourself?" said he. "In my castle, you may be interested to know, I have the finest selection of musical instruments in all the land."

                She happily agreed, and said goodbye to her family. When the enchanter arrived with his new charge, he told her that her big sister was at market for a short while but would soon return. In the meantime, she was welcome to amuse herself all she liked with the musical instruments in his castle. He had business to attend to, he told her, and must leave, and gave the middle daughter the same instructions he had given her older sister. She could roam anywhere in the castle and indulge her heart's content at the magical dining room table, but must not, under any circumstance, enter the room at the end of the corridor.

                At first the middle sister was content to admire and play the gleaming fiddles and violins, accordions and flutes. But it wasn't long before the notion grew on her, too, that she would like a glimpse of the forbidden room. Soon she couldn't even keep the beat to the music since thoughts about the room pushed everything else away. "My goodness, I might as well get it over with and take a look in that room or I'll never have a moment's peace."

                But alas!  like her sister, the moment she opened the door the smallest crack, it flew wide open and powerfully drew her inside. Then the door slammed shut, sealing her in.

                When the enchanter returned, he knew at once where the middle sister had been. He charged into the forbidden room, shouting, "You are just like your sister! You will share her fate!" The next moment she, too, was transformed into a yellow songbird inside a gilded cage.

                Back home at the village, a long time had passed with no letter or message from either sister. The youngest daughter was beginning to worry. When the enchanter appeared at the village, she was very relieved and plied him with anxious questions. "Oh, they are very happy," he assured her. "So busy they don't even have time to write a note. But they both asked me to come here and tell you they'd like it very much if you came for a visit." The youngest sister agreed, though she thought it strange that neither sister had accompanied him.

                The youngest sister was also very impressed with the enchanter's castle, and the stacks of books in nearly every room. Because as I'm sure you have guessed by now, the evil enchanter could determine whatever was dearest to a young woman's heart and fill the castle with those very objects.

                The enchanter urged the daughter to make herself comfortable, saying that both her sisters would surely return soon, warning her not to go into the room at the end of the corridor, which was forbidden, and letting her know what to do when she got hungry.

                The youngest daughter would have been content for days waiting for her two sisters, with all the lovely illustrated books for her to pore through, but thoughts of that room at the end of the corridor simply grew and grew, until she couldn't focus on a page another moment.

                "Why is it such a terrible thing to look in that silly room?" she thought. She carefully stepped to the door at the end of the corridor. Ever so slowly she turned the latch so it didn't make a sound. Yet the moment she pushed the door open the smallest crack it flung fully open and the maiden was pulled inside, even though she grabbed hold of the doorway and tried to hold on all with all her might.

                Then slam! The door locked shut, sending a whoosh of wind that blew her hair and caused something behind her to rustle. Turning around, she noticed a bookstand in the middle of the room holding open a large dusty volume with some of its pages rustling from the wind. As she stepped toward the book, she noticed something else - at one end of the room were rows and stacks of gilded birdcages, each one containing a yellow songbird, and each bird chirping wildly. Tears welled up as she bemoaned her lost freedom, missing sisters, and the cruel fate that was sure to follow. Then it hit her. First her eldest sister had disappeared, then her next eldest sister. Then she finds herself mysteriously imprisoned in this room filled with caged birds. Could it be her sisters had also been trapped, then changed into birds? Could the other birds also be maidens suffering the same fate? And what about that large opened book - could it have a clue?

                Anxiously she searched the pages.  It was a large spell book with frightening illustrations drawn in the margins and spells she could barely pronounce. Which one could undo her sisters' enchantment? A distant sound of footsteps meant the enchanter was entering the castsle. Frantically she skimmed the pages - there was a spell for making oneself irresistible, another for revealing a person's deepest desire, another for starting fire, one for taming dragons, one for turning creatures into mice...  Her head pounded with exasperation. Closer and louder than ever came the footsteps until with a furious final stomp, the enchanter lunged into the room.

                "How dare you?" he roared. He pointed his bejeweled finger at her. At once, the youngest sister called out: "Bejackle wex!"  Instantly all the caged birds were restored to full-length young maidens, including her two older sisters. Seeing the door open, they dashed out, pushing the surprised enchanter while rushing past. After the last maiden fled, he cursed in a rage, then turned to chase after them with fury.

                Alarmed, the youngest daughter saw him catching up. Before he could enchant them again she pointed and called out: "Reductus mousamillus!" - the last spell she had seen - and at once the enchanter shrunk into a tiny mouse.

                The maidens cheered but the youngest daughter knew that even as a mouse, he was still dangerous. A birdcase trailed behind one of the maiden's skirts (her spell didn't work perfectly after all), so quickly the youngest daughter took the birdcage, trapped the mouse into a corner, forced it into the cage, then shut and locked the cage door.

                The youngest daughter and her two sisters returned home, where they joyfully embraced their father. The youngest daughter set down the locked cage, and it wasn't long before their house cat found a way to unlatch the cage and have a morsel of mouse treat.

                And so the evil enchanter was vanquished. The sisters enjoyed a heartfelt family reunion, and all of them lived happily ever after.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

A king who has seven sons!!!

Hi frns,
          I'm back with a good story which was all about,hey why should i say first come on read it by yourself.

Once there lived a King who has seven sons.One day he brought seven fishes to his seven sons and kept the in the sunlight to dry them up.One fish hasn't dried,then king came near to the fish and asked the fish that why it is not dried.The fish replied that due to hay stack it couldn't get dried.The King went near the hay stack and asked the haystack that why it doesn't let the fish to dry?

The haystack replied that the cow didn't ate it,then king went to the cow and asked it that why didn't it eat the haystack.
The cow replied that the farmer didn't opened it's rope,then the king went to the farmer and asked the reason.
The Farmer replied that his little daughter was crying and that's the reason he didn't let the cow to feed.
The King asked the farmer's daughter that why she cried,then she replied that the ant bit her in her little finger.

The king went to the ant's hole and asked the ant that why did it bit the girl,
then the ant replies that:"Oh king,whoever keeps their finger in my golden hole i will bite them."Listening this the king walks away to his castle.

MORAL:--We must not intrude into others matters if we did so,then it will cause big impact in our life which may lead to destruction.

Thursday, June 10, 2010


Hi frns,
          I still remember my mother's lap when she used to sing a song called "LALI song"which is a song sung by parents for their kids.I loved the song the way my mom sings that and its so sweet when i hear it when i was in her lap.I'm basically from Hyderabad city from Andhra Pradesh state in India.Telugu is the prominent language here.Now i want to share one of my childhood story which was told by my father when i was young.

Once upon a Time there lived a Tortoise and two Cranes near a beautiful pond.

Tortoise is the best friend for the both Crane couple.
The two Cranes used to have lots of fun with each other like sharing everything with each other.
One day while they were having a talk some fisherman reached there and started talking,
Fisherman1:hey why don't we hunt fish here in this pond?
Fisherman2:yes,that's a good idea
Fisherman1:well,we had a tortoise too for a good sale here
Fisherman2:yes indeed
Talking this they left to their home.
All the three of them cried that tortoise is going to be killed tomorrow but the cranes are not happy with this.
Tortoise said to the Cranes to go away from here and live in some other place because there is a danger for them.

Cranes had no sleep that night and slowly the mist disappeared with a glooming sun.
The fisherman came there and started their work.Suddenly the Cranes got an idea that they picked up a stick and hold the stick either of them and came to the pond and called the Tortoise.
The Tortoise was so happy that his friends are so caring and supportive that they didn't left their friend when he is in worries.

MORAL:--Friendship is such a bonding that even if there are lot more troubles but your friends will be your side.

I had a very good friends inspite of having many troubles they helped me a lot,even though i yell at them they just keep on a smiling face and take away my anger that's the reason i love them the most!!!!!

Wednesday, June 9, 2010


Hi frns,
          well where were we.....hmm...yes,each boy has given one day to accomplish the task of meeting the great granny who lives in the clouds.Veer started first in one direction from the kingdom,pratap too started from the opposite direction.

Veer started his journey by walking across the jungle after the kingdom slowly,then suddenly he came across a Talking Mango Tree and it called him and requested him to clean the around of it as it was covered by dried leaves,veer without asking why he did it.The Mango tree got impressed of his work and gave him free mangoes and told the direction of the Great Granny's place.Veer started his journey,now he came across a cow and it is tied.The cow spoke to him and asked him to feed it,Veer without asking any question fed it and asked the cow the direction of the Great Granny's place,cow gave its calf and said to him that her calf knows the direction and you just follow it.Veer started walking and he came across to a huge mountain where the Great Granny lives,the calf showed him the way and vanished in the jungle and slowly veer reached the Granny's place.Granny welcomed him by saying to choose one of the two boxes,where one is old and small and the other is new and big.He chooses the old box and granny tells him to take a dip in the holy river beside her house by wishing only once.He takes a dip and wishes for the safety of his kingdom where he lives then Granny appears there and blesses him with all the riches and glory of a prince must have.

Meanwhile,Pratap who is a cunning fellow follows veer without veer knowing that and slowly takes the big box and dips in the holy pond two times and wishing for all riches and wealth,then suddenly he becomes a pauper and he was cursed by the Great Granny to be a disabled person and keeps him in her house as her watchman as a punishment.

Veer goes to the kingdom and lives happily ever after being a good king!!!

Moral:--Greedy person never gains in his life!!!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010


Hi Frns,
Once there lived a kingdom called "KRISHNAPATNAM",whose King is "RAJA BRIHISPATHI" and the Queen "PADMAVATHI".The both king and queen are really happy but they had no children.One day a Saint came to them and said  to them that if the king meets the Magical Saint called "PEDARASI PEDDAMA"(Great Granny) who has been living from 1000 years then they could have children.The king won't believed the Saint saying and in spite of the queen urging he ignored the matter and they became too old and without Children.

In that kingdom there are two orphans who are good looking adults with a grace of a Prince.Their great achievements in all sports at the kingdom and their hunting skills made the both King and Queen to think to adopt these two Orphans but they wanted only one boy who is more talented and skillful to run their kingdom so,they Summoned these two Orphans to their court.

The king asked them what were their names,they said that we are called by the people around here as VEER and PRATAP and we consider ourself as brothers.
The king said to them that he wanted to keep a task to both of them and whoever wins that task will be the PRINCE of KRISHNAPATNAM.
Both the adults got surprised and Pratap was so,amused and greediness raised in him and he confirmed to the king that he is ready,but Veer said to the king that he like challenges but not for the position of a PRINCE.....

TO BE CONTINUED.....(The next part will be the ending)

MORAL:-- We must never under estimate any persons advice and never do a task for getting it but to enjoy its sweetness.


Hi frns,
           I'm back with a new concept of blog that is bed time stories,this blog is for all those who remember their GRAND PARENTS,who really are the one motivates us by telling us beautiful short stories and make them inspire through their imaginary stories.

I want to dedicate this blog to my GRAND FATHER and MY BEST DADDY.This blog also consists of bedtime songs which were sung by our mother's which are really memorable to me still now.
So,hope that i will do my best in dealing with these stories.

1)The features of this blog is that for every ending of the story there will be the moral of the story.

2)This blog consists of all Indian and many other countries bedtime stories.