THE INNOCENT MAN One day, a motorist was arrested for driving at a very high speed. He was presented before the judge. The judge asked him, Do you want to say something? The motorist said, Sir, I am innocent. The judge asked, Didn't you read the traffic signboard, 30 km/hr? At this, the motorist said, Sir, how could I have read that message when I was driving at the speed of 60 km/hr?

Akram was sitting under a tree in the pasture near to the camps. He was counting the stars, which looked like diamonds twinkling in the darkness. Every night, Akram enjoyed making different shapes out of them: As a child, one of his favourite pastimes had been to sit outside at night with his grandfather, where together they enjoyed describing the different shapes that each constellation made. These memories were now the essence of his life, and it was one reason he liked this area of pastureland so much; it provided the perfect gateway to those precious childhood memories. He was a shepher ... read more

OBEYING THE RULES On the front gate of a temple, there was a sign which read, Remove your footwear before entering the temple. A guard had also been appointed there. One day, the guard saw a man entering the temple and asked him, Where are your shoes? The man replied, I don't wear shoes. Then you can't go inside, said the guard. Why? asked the man Didn't you read the sign? It says that you can't enter the temple without removing your shoes or slippers.

Written by Guy de Maupassant With the first day of spring, when the awakening earth puts on its garment of green, and the warm, fragrant air fans our faces and fills our lungs and appears even to penetrate to our hearts, we experience a vague, undefined longing for freedom, for happiness, a desire to run, to wander aimlessly, to breathe in the spring. The previous winter having been unusually severe, this spring feeling was like a form of intoxication in May, as if there were an overabundant supply of sap. One morning on waking I saw from my window the blue sky glowing in the sun above t ... read more

One fine morning, a hunter was getting ready to go hunting. Before departing, he went to see his little baby. His baby was awake in a baby crib. He looked at his baby’s blanket and thought the blanket might not be thick enough for the coming winter. “Bye, my little baby. Daddy is going hunting. Daddy is going to fetch some rabbit skin to make you a new blanket," said the hunter to his baby. He kissed his baby and went off hunting. After the hunting, he bought a blanket which saved his child from the sever winter that followed. Moral of the story : As the head of the family, you m ... read more