This is one of Ojass’s biggest adventures, and it all just started in a pretty normal way. Each time Ojass comes back from an adventure, he always keeps his memories in his adventure book, which is like a scrap book.

One day, Ojass was looking through his adventure book.

“This was the time I went to the cloud kingdom,” he said as he flipped the pages.

“And the time I helped the tiny people of fruit and water town.”

He was looking through his book because he wanted to have a new adventure.

“This page is still empty,” said Ojass when he turned to a blank page. “I need to have a new adventure so I can have something on here.”

Just then, a magical portal opened up in his room and a blue person stepped out of it. The person wore a helmet so he didn’t really know who it was.

“Hello, Ojass,” the blue person said and took off his helmet. “My name is racer Steven and I need your help.”

“A new adventure, yes!” Ojass was excited.

One day, Ojass found himself in a town of little people. It first started out as a normal day—he was playing with his toys in the room and having fun, pushing his toy cars around and bouncing his colorful balls around, then one of the balls rolled under his bed.

“Oh no,” Ojass said. “I hope it didn’t go too far.”

Ojass lay on the floor and stretched his hand under his bed to get the ball. He touched it with his fingers, “ah-ha!” he said and grabbed it.

Ojass took the ball from under his bed and opened his hand to look at it. It wasn’t his boy, but a tiny person wearing a red hat.

“Ahhh!” the tiny red person screamed. Ojass also screamed and dropped him.

One day, Ojass took a walk to the park. He loved the park because he got to play with his friends, run after butterflies and fly his colorful kites. Ojass loved adventures; he always read books about adventurers and the pirates out in the seas and treasure hunts. This gave him a great idea.

“Let’s have a treasure hunt,” Ojass said to his friends when he got to the park. He had three friends: Bill and Will—they were both twins, and Debra.

“We love treasure hunts,” Bill and Will said.

“Yes, a treasure hunt is a great idea,” Debra said. “But what treasures shall we find?”

“That’s the fun of treasure hunts,” said Ojass. “You can find anything. The best treasure wins.”

And so the treasure hunt began and the friends went about the park, looking for lovely treasures. The twins went together while Debra searched the back of the park trees.

Ojass was very happy. It was his birthday and he loves birthdays. Ojass hoped that he would have another grand adventure, just like the ones he always had.

He woke up bright and early and jumped out of bed.

"Good morning, sun," he said to the dancing yellow sun. 

"Good morning, Ojass," said to said, back to him.

Ojass greeted the lovely blue sky and fluffy white clouds.

"Guess what, it's my birthday," Ojass said happily.

"hey, happy birthday," said the dancing yellow sun and the lovely blue sky, and the fluffy white clouds. He looked at the clouds and wondered what it would feel like to go up there and touch it.

It was night-time and that meant it was time for bed.

“Ojass, it’s time to say goodnight,” said his mom.

“But I don’t want to go to bed,” Ojass said. He was still playing with his toys and he still wanted to play some more.

“Not now, Ojass,” said his mom. “You can always play tomorrow; your toys are not going anywhere. Now say goodnight and close your eyes.”

Ojass told his mom goodnight and closed his eyes. When he heard the door close he opened his eyes again.

“Oh, if only I could play some more,” Ojass said. “I just can’t sleep.”

एक बार की बात है, एक गहरे अंधेरे जंगल "सुंदरवन" में, चीनी नाम की एक लोमड़ी रहती थी।

चीनी, दूसरे जानवरों के लिए मुसीबतें पैदा करने के लिए जानी  जाती  थी  और हमेशा कमजोर और छोटे जानवरों को परेशान करती थी । वह अक्सर अन्य जानवरों के आश्रयों को नष्ट कर देती  थी , उनका भोजन चट कर जाती,  बंदरों की पूंछ घुमा देती  और छोटे जानवरों को डरा देती थी । कोई भी जानवर उसे पसंद नहीं करता था।

ओजस : श्यामावली का महावीर

ये पुस्तक एक युवा लड़के के बारे में है जो अपने शहर को बुरी ताकतों के हमला से बचाता है। यह पुस्तक युवा बच्चों को साहस के साथ जीवन में किसी भी स्थिति का सामना करने और बुरी ताकतों से लड़ने के लिए के लिए प्रेरित करता है।

लेखक: स्वप्निल सौरभ

स्वर: श्वेता दीक्षित

This time, it was Aarav who chuckled.

“Did I say something funny?” Charvi asked innocently. “Faiyaz and Bhavin are right. You have grown a lot,” Aarav replied, turning off his lamp. Charvi thought for a second. “Hee… I guess I have. Good night,” she said, doing the same.

And that’s how they ended their first day of their lives in Shyamavali. But they knew little about the difficulties of starting a new life in a city like Shyamavali, and they had no idea of the dangers that awaited to pose a threat in the path to fulfilling their dreams. However, the first warning would come soon. As they were closing their eyes, a deafening sound reached them through the windows and shook their hopes and hearts: the sound of a gunshot.

Newly minted keys jangled in Sarge’s hands as he unlocked the front door. Its hinges creaked as he pushed his way inside his childhood home. Dust swirled in the rays of the late afternoon sun, painting his mother’s décor in golden light. He passed his fingers over the small statues of cats on the small entryway table and glanced at the pictures spanning his family’s generations dotting the walls of the stairwell. He set his dark green pack on the floor and slipped another backpack off his shoulder. The ache in his back and neck eased; the pain served as a bitter reminder that his early twenties had passed decades ago, and his body no longer relished the physical punishment of labor.

Retirement would be good. He breathed deep, letting the characteristic woody smell rouse his nostalgia for a moment before heaving his bags off the floor and up the stairs. The second-to-last step creaked as it always did. Such a bittersweet thing to be back home. He crossed the hallway to the master bedroom.