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Looking Around
Going to School
Ear to Ear
A Day with Nandu
The Story of Amrita
Anita and the Honeybees
Omana’s Journey
From the Window
Reaching Grandmother’s House
Changing Families
Hu Tu Tu, Hu Tu Tu
The Valley of Flowers
Changing Times
A River’s Tale
Basva’s Farm
From Market to Home
A Busy Month
Nandita in Mumbai
Too Much Water, Too Little Water
Abdul in the Garden
Eating Together
Food and Fun
The World in My Home
Pochampalli
Home and Abroad
Spicy Riddles
Defence Officer : Wahida
Chuskit Goes to School
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I can be powdered fine To make food hot and spicy, If too much of me is added I make you gasp – shheee… shheee… Your eyes and nose begin to water And you cry! Think and tell me who am I? Tell me quickly, who am I? |
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Grind me and powder me – To make your food look yellow, I am mixed in oil by granny And applied to wounds quickly, I heal all wounds – big and small, That is why I am loved by all! Think and tell me who am I? Tell me quickly, who am I? |
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Small and round like a pearl, I am black when I am whole. I can be powdered coarse or fine A sharp and spicy taste is mine, Whether it is salty or sweet I am added as a special treat, Think and tell me who am I? Tell me quickly, who am I? |
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I am a small and skinny chap Sometimes I am brown and sometime black, Added to hot oil and ghee I spread my fragrance all around me, When I am roasted. Curd and jaljeera are favourite to me. Think and tell me who am I? Tell me quickly, who am I? |