Krishna Teachers

🐍 Krishna and the Serpent Kaliya Long ago, in the village of Vrindavan, the Yamuna River flowed with grace and purity. But one day, a venomous serpent named Kaliya made the river his home, poisoning its waters and terrifying the villagers. Birds fell from the sky, cattle refused to drink, and the once-lively banks grew silent with fear. The young Krishna, only a boy, heard of this and decided to act. With his friends watching in awe, he leapt into the river. The water churned violently as Kaliya rose, his many hoods flaring in fury. A fierce battle began beneath the surface—Krishna, calm and radiant, danced atop the serpent’s heads, subduing him not with brute force, but with divine rhythm. As Krishna danced, each step drained Kaliya’s pride and venom. Eventually, the serpent surrendered, bowing before the boy who was no ordinary child. Krishna spared Kaliya’s life, but commanded him to leave the Yamuna and never return. The river was cleansed, and the village rejoiced. --- This story...

  A Bond Beyond Words In a quiet village nestled between the hills and a dense forest, lived an old man named Raghav. He was a simple farmer who had spent his entire life tilling the land. But what made Raghav truly special was his deep bond with a majestic elephant named Bhola. Bhola had been rescued by Raghav years ago when he was just a calf, abandoned and weak. With patience and love, Raghav nursed him back to health, feeding him with his own hands and talking to him as if he were his own child. Over the years, Bhola became more than just an animal; he was Raghav’s companion, his family. Every morning, Bhola would accompany Raghav to the fields, using his strong trunk to lift heavy logs and plow the land when the oxen grew tired. In return, Raghav fed him the sweetest fruits and bathed him in the river, singing old folk songs that Bhola seemed to understand. One fateful evening, a fierce storm swept through the village. The river swelled, flooding the fields and Raghav’...

  Here’s a fun dialogue between Nikola Tesla and Leonardo da Vinci, two visionary geniuses from different eras, discussing science, art, and the future. Scene: A candlelit study filled with books, sketches, and scientific instruments. A thunderstorm rumbles outside. Tesla: [Adjusting a coil on the table] Ah, Leonardo! What an honour it is to converse with a mind so boundless. Your inventions were centuries ahead of their time. If only you had access to electricity, imagine what you could have created! Da Vinci: [Examining Tesla’s blueprints] And you, Signor Tesla, seem to command lightning itself. You make the heavens obey! Tell me, does man now fly as freely as the birds? I spent my life sketching machines to soar among the clouds. Tesla: Oh, indeed! The skies are filled with metal birds. We have airplanes that carry hundreds across oceans, and even rockets that reach beyond the stars. Da Vinci: [Eyes widening] Beyond the stars? My dream was to understand th...

  Here’s a Summary of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen: Summary of Pride and Prejudice The novel follows Elizabeth Bennet, a sharp-witted and independent young woman, as she navigates love, social expectations, and personal growth in early 19th-century England. When the wealthy and aloof Mr. Darcy enters her life, Elizabeth initially finds him arrogant and dismissive. Meanwhile, her family—particularly her mother—eagerly seeks to marry off Elizabeth and her four sisters to secure their financial future. Elizabeth’s prejudice against Darcy and his prideful nature create misunderstandings and conflicts between them. However, as events unfold, including a scandal involving Elizabeth’s younger sister and the revelations of Darcy’s true character, Elizabeth realizes her misjudgements. In the end, love and self-awareness triumph, leading to a heartfelt reconciliation between Elizabeth and Darcy.

  The Shard of Evernight The stars above the kingdom of Eldoria flickered like candle flames, as if whispering secrets only the wind could understand. Deep within the Enshadowed Forest, a girl named Lys moved with purpose, her cloak damp with mist and her heart pounding against her ribs. The world had taken everything from her, but tonight, she would claim something in return. She stepped through gnarled roots and tangled vines, following the ghostly blue glow in the distance. The tales spoke of a lake hidden at the heart of the forest—a place where time itself unravelled. It was here, beneath the water’s silver gleam, that the Shard of Evernight was said to rest. A relic older than kings, older than the world itself. Lys stopped at the edge of the lake. The water shimmered unnaturally, pulsing like a living heart. The moment her foot brushed the shore, the ground trembled. A voice, deep and ancient, rolled through the air like distant thunder. "Who seeks the gift of th...

A Real Short Story  Here’s something unexpected—one time, I wrote a short story that was so convincing, someone thought it was a real memory of mine. It was about me getting lost in a foreign city, following a stray cat through winding alleyways until I stumbled upon a hidden bookshop that didn’t seem to exist on any map. The person reading it asked me where this bookshop was, saying they wanted to visit it. When I told them it was fiction, they refused to believe me! That got me thinking—maybe stories can be so real that they become part of reality in someone’s mind. Maybe somewhere out there, that bookshop does exist now, just because someone believed in it. What about you? Have you ever had a moment where fiction and reality blurred?