the childish country part - 1

And yet it is another cold day at Teynampatti, much like every other day. "Could it be any other season than winter?" I always wonder. I mean, with the snow mountains around me. Wait, wait, wait; I al...

mukundh rao m" me , a child , just 12 years , published my first book by myself . my mom will usually tell me " son , you're very good at making stories " , so i went on to write this story . As i wrote , i was filled with happiness ."