Story time with Parikshet

A second story-time tale, this one about a little boy who learns the magic of telling stories from the heart, not the book.

The Story

Parikshet loved being read to. Every night, his father would open a colourful book and read aloud while Parikshet snuggled under his blue blanket.

But one rainy evening, the power went out. The whole house was pitch black. No bedside lamp. No book to read from. Just darkness and the soft sound of rain.

"What do we do now, Papa?" Parikshet whispered. "No light, no book." His dad chuckled softly in the dark and patted the blanket.

"Tonight," he said, "I shall tell you a story from inside my head." He began: "Once upon a time, a brave little boy lost his torch in a deep, dark cave..."

Parikshet listened, his eyes wide in the dark. The story was even more exciting without pictures. His mind painted the cave, the boy, the friendly bat who helped him out.

When the lights came back on, Parikshet sat up and said, "Papa, that was the best story EVER. Can you tell me one without a book every night?" And from then on, he did.

What This Story Is About

• Storytelling without props
• Imagination in the dark
• Family bonds at bedtime