When You Are In Love

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Dear Edi,Hope my letter finds you in best of health and spirit. I hope that you remember me as I am the craziest & biggest fan of your magazine CN-YN.I have rejoined CN-YN after a long time, I think I am read-ing this issue of CN-YN after 8 or 9 months. You have im-proved the paper quality & writings as well. I appreciate your efforts towards kid’s magazine.I read the last issue of CN-YN when I was in 9th class last year. Now, I am in 10th class.Please publish the poem I’ve sent to you. Your magazine is spreading love, kindness & education in the whole Pakistan. You should answer the letters because there are

many important questions we want to ask you.When you pub-lished my first poem in CN-YN,I was given a prize in school. I ap-preciate your ef-

forts a lot because I know how many hardships you face while preparing one issue.I am happy that CN-YN is a weekly magazine. Hope that you keep on performing your duty honestly.Your Biggest Fan,Izza Waheed,Age: 1410th Class,Allied School System (ASS)

Hello Edi,

How are you? I hope you are

fine. Edi this is my first mes-

sage to you. I am very excit-

ed. I love your magazine. But

there are very less pages in

your magazine please issue

some more pages and then

your magazine will be super.

Please issue my message in

your magazine.

Your biggest fan

Attock Cantt

Army Public School

Dear edi,

How are you? I hope you and

your team are fine. Thanks

for publishing the posters of

‘spirit’. Please also publish

the posters of ‘Dragon BallZ’

and fusion of Gohu and Veg-

eta. Please also increase the

number of pages and please

do include the jokes. May Al-

lah bless you and your team!

Keep doing this great job.

Kids all over Pakistan love

your magazine and read it

regularly. Please publish your

magazine twice a week.

Your biggest fan,

Owais Bin Asad

DPS & IC

Jauharabad

Hi edi,

I hope it is all well at your

end. I want to say that it

will be really nice if you add

some interesting facts and

riddles. Your magazine is

good overall but I want it to

be informative. I am one of

your biggest fans.

Your regular reader,

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Rawalpindi

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The Rainbow

By Christina Rossetti

Boats sail on the rivers,

And ships sail on the

seas;

But clouds that sail across

the sky

Are prettier than these.

There are bridges on the

rivers,

As pretty as you please;

But the bow that bridges

heaven,

And overtops the trees,

And builds a road from

earth to sky,

Is prettier far than these.

Once a cat

By Zuhaa Fayyaz Lahore

Once a cat

Passed through my way

I walked along

I looked and stay

It was afraid

But I fed it a bowl of

milk

As I felt

It hair was silky

It looked at me

With eye rolled

Now I saw

It became bold

It was very cute

It was like a stuff toy

I was surprised

That its owner was a boy.

When you are in love?

By A. K. Rasheed

When you are in love?

When you sought to be re-

lated with someone

When you are alone

When you look someone to

hearten you

Even in the crowd

When this world seems de-

serted

When you like to be touched

profound

Too profound to the soul

When feeling of something

missing

Teases your soul & constrains

you

To win somebody

When a winsome smile trans-

fixes you

Which compels you to

blow up your love

Then you are in love

Memory of mother

By Ayesha J Syed

Everything has to die

But our memories always

lie

I lost the sight of you

Got the wounds that are

true

My bleeding will colour

the way

Leading to the path that

will betray

My breath has lost its ray

Got a few moments to

stay

My heart is calling the

name of love

Keeping my eyes on my

beloved

I utter a few words in

pain

My blue sky will never

rain

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By Zabreen HasanPlanet Earth had been around for only a few million years when the Mord discovered it. They were tiny green beings, with three eye stalks each, and very long lived, and their curi-osity about other planets and other beings was insatiable. They wanted to know every-thing about everybody. Not in a bad way, though. They liked making friends and where they could, they even helped out the people of other planets by providing food and water in times of drought, and there

able to observe them properly. I mean, to the Mords’one billion Earth years for each person, an Earthling on average lived only about 70 or 80!This really surprised the Mord scientists, and dismayed them. It meant that they couldn’t make friends with the Earth-lings, because oh, you just had time to say “Hello!” and the person was gone!

The alien

watcherswas one case in which they had actually transferred the team of scientists off a newly discov-ered planet when its sun had started going nova.Oh yes, the Mord were good people.When they discovered Earth, they were really happy because, compared to them, the people of Earth were extremely short-lived so that the Mord would be


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Oh, well. They could still observe them. And for the watchers they sent several en-thusiastic people who happily looked at the Earth and its riv-ers and oceans and deserts and forests for thousands of years at a time.When the Earth was boiling and the air was unbreathable, they were there. When the first life crawled out of the oceans, they were there to cheer. When the dinosaurs ruled the planet, they were there to marvel over them. When human beings dis-covered fire, the Mord held a grand party to celebrate.Then industry started up, and that’s when all the trouble be-gan.One day Mori, the Main Watch-er who had the job of sitting at his station and looking at the Earth, went to Morin the Chief Watcher with a worried expres-sion on his face. Morin was sitting happily drinking tea, a pleasant drink the people of Earth had discov-ered. He was not pleased to be disturbed.“What is it, Mori?” he asked grumpily.“I think it’s trouble, Chief,” said Morin.Morin sat up and took no-

The glacier was a lovely long, broad river of ice that

flowed down the mountain, spectacular, proud and beauti-ful.“Oh, dear,” said Morin. Mori showed him more. Forests

replaced by factories, water bodies full

of garbage, pollu-tion everywhere.

Morin, his face a sickly green instead of glow-ing blue, sat down heav-

ily on a chair. He wasn’t feeling well at all.“Can we help them?” asked Mori.Morin sighed. “No,” he said.Mori was shocked. “But we al-ways help people! How can we just leave them?”“We can’t help them,” said Morin. “Have you seen how many there are? There are six and a half billion of them! There are one million of us! How do you think we can help six and a half billion people? We can’t transport them off the planet, where would we take them? We can’t help them fix their planet, we don’t have the resources!”“Overpopulation,” whispered Mori.“Yes, overpopulation,” said Morin. He was so tense; he was beginning to have trouble breathing. He put his hand on his chest. “We can’t help them. They’ll just have to help them-selves.”“And if they can’t…” they both turned to the screen again. It showed the brown mountain again, with the tiny white line in the corner.

tice. “What’s wrong?” he asked.“Well,” said Mori, “You remember in my last re-port two thousand years ago, I said that Earth’s environment was healthy, and they had all these forests and glaciers and deserts and things?”“Yes?” said Morin.“Well, they’re losing them.”“What?” Morin jumped up in surprise. “What do you mean?”“Environmental degradation,” said Mori. “There’s deforesta-tion, there’s desertification, and what’s really worrying me is that their water sources seem to be drying up. Their glaciers are retreating…”“That means global warming, climate change,” said Morin sadly.“Yes,” said Mori.Morin sighed. “Let’s have a look,” he said.They went into the room where the scanner-telescope was kept. The picture on the views-creen was of a mountain that was mostly brown, with a small white line in a corner.“There, see?” said Mori. “That tiny white line. Now, look at this.” Mori showed Morin a two thousand year old picture.


School rules and regulations are made not to be broken. They are made for the safety and better welfare of the students in school. Rules are very impor-tant for the students in schools because the essential purpose of making rules is to develop the manners in students of so-cial life of the school. Rules help the students to acquire knowl-edge and skills which are help-ful for them and the society as a whole. Schools are developed

to teach students manners, rules, discipline and self-con-trol and this purpose can only be achieved through democrat-ic values. Students can not be equipped with knowledge and skill if they are not disciplined. The students who follow the school rules can easily adjust themselves in any field of life. Rules justify that school is an influential institution.Punctuality is important for institutions because it shows

how the employees and stu-dents value their time and their discipline when it comes to time management. There are professors who do not accept students who come in late for their class and employees often receive salary deduction every time they arrive late for work.Rules provide the teachers and students with such environ-ment that enables both to get maximum benefit from the teaching-learning process.

ool rules and regulations arede not to be broken. They

made for the safety andter welfare of the studentschool. Rules are very impor-

to teach students manners,rules, discipline and self-con-trol and this purpose can onlybe achieved through democrat-ic values. Students can not be

how the employees and stu-dents value their time and theirdiscipline when it comes to time management. There areprofessors who do not accept

Always obeyobeythethe rules!rules!By: Umair Jamal

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S t o r y T i m eS t o r y S t o r y T i m eT i m e

Under the Great,Old Banyan Tree

One day, Nadia’s aunt an-nounced that she had decided to go out of town to visit her elder sister. Everybody knew that Nadia’s aunt’s sister was an evil churail who happened to own an evil, spell producing factory. This factory released all its evil spells into the clean river waters, and as a result, the whole river had become poi-sonous. The land near the fac-tory was also barren; no plant could grow there and no ani-mal could live there. This was truly an evil place. Yet Nadia’s aunt loved her sister dearly and missed her a lot. So, everyone in the house busied themselves packing all kinds of foods, presents, and goodies for the aunt’s greedy sister. However, this time, Bhalu was to stay at home, and Nadia was to take care of him. So, before leaving, Nadia’s aunt said to her, “Take care of my adorable son. Make sure he has enough candies every day. If anything happens to him, even if he gets a sin-gle scratch... I will send you to

work in my sister’s poisonous factory!” She then drove off in her evil, spell producing car to visit her sister. Nadia and Bhalu were now all alone in the big, spooky house.After the aunt left, Nadia got back to her household chores. Many tasks were waiting to be done; the dishes needed to be washed, the clothes needed to be ironed, and all the floors needed a good sweep. With so much work, Nadia lost track of time. And then she heard the grand clock chime to announce that it was lunch time. The meal was ready in no time, but Bhalu was nowhere to be found! Na-dia looked everywhere: under the beds, in the pantry, on the roof, and inside all the cup-boards, but she could not find him. “Maybe he is playing in the garden,” she thought. Outside, she called out his name, but no-body replied. The whole garden was without birds, squirrels, or frogs—not a single animal could be seen. But where was the boy? “Could he be hiding

behind the banyan tree?” she wondered. But when she looked behind the tree, there was noth-ing except the filthy pond. Just when Nadia was about to walk away, she heard a voice in the wind calling out to her, “Look under me!” “What could that mean?” she wondered. When she looked under the tree, she saw a small hole that was only big enough for a child to wriggle through. “Could Bhalu be lost inside the tree?” she puzzled. But before she could do anything, she found herself slipping into the hole and falling down a very long tunnel! Nadia had no idea where the tunnel led to, but af-ter some time, she landed with a huge bang on a very hard floor. It was an enormous white marble pavement. All around her, there were many animals walking here and there, mind-ing their own business. Every-where Nadia looked she saw owls, woodpeckers, and mama frogs busy shopping or selling, the place looked as if it were a

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big underground Sunday mar-ket! Then, out of nowhere, a huge crowd of animals began to rush off in one direction. With-out hesitating, Nadia followed the crowd. It seemed like most of the animals were heading to-ward a great big stadium. Nadia could hear a deafening noise, as if there was a huge crowd jeering at something. As soon as she arrived at the entrance to the stadium, she quickly hid herself behind a pillar. Some-thing was going on in the center of the arena’s stage. The audience comprised all kinds of animals: squirrels, woodpeck-ers, frogs, worms, and even a few owls. All of them were well dressed and chanting, “Death! Death! Death!” In the center sat a frog wearing a red robe and a huge turban on his white wig; he looked like a judge. He began frantically banging his gavel against his table, ordering the crowd to be quiet, and soon, the crowd calmed down. After some time, the judge called out, “Mrs. Woodpecker, please come be-fore the court.”Suddenly, out of the audience flew a large woodpecker wear-ing a black robe. She landed tactfully right in front of the judge. “Your honor,” she said, and then went peck, peck, peck. “The accused has con-fessed his… peck... crimes. His punishment should be severe. If wicked boys like him are al-lowed to go scot free, then what will happen to our envi-ronment? The whole earth will become one large, filthy pond, just like the one created next door, my lord, peck, peck. Your honor, in addition to contami-nating our clean water, this boy has deprived us of our homes, children, and main source of food.” And with this, Mrs. Woodpeck-er ended her speech and flew back to her seat. Now, it was the judge’s turn. He leaped out of his chair and onto his table, signaling the guards to bring in the accused. Lo and behold, who

did they bring in? None other than our nasty little boy, Bhalu. Bound by chains from head to toe, he was being dragged in by two big frog guards.Now, any other girl would have been happy to see this, but not Nadia. She felt sorry for her cousin, and she knew she had to do something—but what?Meanwhile, the boy was dragged to the center of the room, where the guards left him and returned to their posts. “Human boy, what do you have to say for yourself?” asked the judge. But what could Bh-alu say? His mouth had been gagged. The judge did not seem to notice this. The judge continued, “Nasty boy, you have been found guilty of all charges! Kidnapping twenty-six innocent tadpoles, tying our lady squirrels’ tails to a pole, and last but not least, dumping all your trash into a nice, clean pond, when you should have dumped it in a trash can. You will pay for your evil deeds; you will be imprisoned in the deep-est, darkest, hottest hole that we can find!” Then the judge banged his gavel again, and everyone cheered in support of his wise decision. “No!” cried Nadia as she ran into the arena and hugged her chained cousin. “Good frog, I implore you to let my cousin go free.” The sight of the kind girl cry-ing brought everyone to tears, for they knew her for her many kind deeds. Even the angry judge took pity on Nadia.After much thinking, the judge said, “Your cousin will be freed, but on one condition: you must complete the three tasks that we shall assign to you.”“Yes, my lord, I accept this condition,” said Nadia, wiping away her tears.Then the judge said, “The tasks are not easy; first, you will clean our pond, freeing it

from all the trash that has been dumped there, but beware, the pond should be so clean that you can see your reflection in the water.”“Agreed. And what is the sec-ond task, my lord?” inquired Nadia.“To feed all the birds that pass by your house. If even one bird passes by hungry or does not eat his share, you will fail in this task.” “Agreed, my lord. And the last task?” asked Nadia.“The last one is the most dif-ficult. You will free the plants in this garden from the hoard of cockroaches that are gnaw-ing on their roots. Beware, you must not use any chemicals, and if even one cockroach or egg is left, you shall fail in this task. However, should you suc-ceed, then not only will you win your cousin’s freedom but you will be well rewarded for your good deeds.”And before Nadia could say, “Agreed, my lord,” she found herself back in her aunt’s gar-den, sitting under the Great, Old Banyan Tree. Nadia knew that there was no way she could complete all these tasks, and she began to cry.“What ails you, young girl?” a sweet voice asked.Nadia could not tell who was speaking to her, for she could see no one nearby. Then, again, she heard the sweet voice ask, “What ails you, my little girl?”She was still unable to see any-one except for the Great, Old Banyan Tree. So, Nadia said to the tree, “O kind Banyan Tree, as miserable as I am…” and she narrated her sad story, but men-tioned only the first task that she was required to complete. She feared that mentioning all the tasks might scare the tree. After hearing her story, the Great, Old Banyan Tree replied, “Little girl, do not worry. I will help you, for you have been very kind. But you will have to do exactly what I tell you to do.”




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