Tikku and the lost pages part 3

Tikku was hiding behind a big pot of honey,🍯 checking on Winnie the Pooh, as he wanted to see what the silly old bear was going to do. 

But then it started to rain again. He couldn't see much. 

Interestingly he was not getting wet. He looked up and saw a small cloud looking down on him, smiling and covering him from the other bigger clouds. Tikku smiled back and saying thank you, kept his vigil.

He was still watching Winnie the Pooh and waiting for Piglet. 

Pooh bear was humming a song and walking from one side of the honey pot to the other. He still had not put his hand into the pot, that was strange, Tikku thought! 

But Pooh bear was just walking round and round 🙄 

Tikku couldn't hear what the bear was singing, but he could imagine what it would be. 

"When the wind blows, 

Pigs can fly

When it rains, 

cats and dogs fall from the sky

When the rain goes, and the Sun

shines, then

comes the rainbow

saying hello hello hello" !

Pooh bear must have taken at least 10 rounds of the honey pot, as Tikku could certainly count till ten, and lo behold, at the stroke of ten, the 🌞 came out, and right then Piglet's broom fell down from the sky, and startled Pooh bear.  He and Tikku both looked up to see the rainbow had reappeared and they saw,  Piglet come down hanging on to it's colours. 

One minute he was not there, and the next minute, he was just right next to Winnie the Pooh 

And Winnie the Pooh said, "oh Piglet, there you are", 

and Piglet said, "yes, Pooh bear, here I am," 

and both said, "Yes, here we are"!

Pooh bear gave the broom back to Piglet, and dipped his hand into the honey 🍯! 

And relieved, Tikku smiled and decided to run home and tell his mum the ending. Happy ending. 

Comments

  1. Jackie10 September 2021 at 03:00

    A beautiful story. Very cute. I love the way you intermingle it with Winnie the poo. It’s just like when you read to kids and you put them in the story. I lovely touch.

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  2. Unknown13 September 2021 at 17:43

    Giving wings to imagination and interspersed with simple poetry, it surely is something interesting for the kids and the grown ups too. Mridula

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  3. Neera Handa 113 September 2021 at 22:25

    Thanks Sweetie. It certainly is such a joy to make up such stories, actually, I haven’t recieved much response from children, but am sure enjoying writing these!!

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  4. Pallavi19 September 2021 at 23:21

    Bua, read the adventures of Tikku to Neeal i hope you do and you and him interact! Enjoyed it. small correction Tikku and Teeku .... :) By the way i will also enjoy these stories sessions with you

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  5. Neera Handa 120 September 2021 at 04:11

    Ok and do tell me his response did he enjoy it understood it?

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