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2.

Based on True Events

The Boy with the Kite


In the small coastal town of Tamil Nadu, there lived a boy named Arun who loved to fly kites. Every
evening after school, he would run to the beach with his favorite red kite, its long tail weaving through
the salty air.

One afternoon, Arun noticed a crowd gathering near the shore. A boat had capsized, and the fishermen
were struggling to rescue the passengers trapped in the waves.

Without thinking, Arun tied a note to his kite: Help needed—boat sinking near the lighthouse. He let the
kite soar high, its vibrant red cutting through the blue sky, visible for miles.

The message reached the mainland, where a local rescue team spotted the kite and deciphered the
note. Within minutes, help arrived, saving all the passengers.

Arun’s quick thinking became the talk of the town. The red kite, once just a toy, was now a symbol of
courage and ingenuity.

Years later, Arun became a marine engineer, inspired by the event that had taught him the power of
action—even in the smallest forms.

3. Slice of Life

The Coffee Shop Stranger


Every morning at 8:30, Priya ordered her latte from the same corner coffee shop. She liked routine; it
gave her a sense of control in a chaotic world.

One day, as she waited in line, she noticed a man sketching in a notebook at the window seat. His
movements were quick but deliberate, his eyes darting between the paper and the people around him.

When Priya got her coffee, she found herself walking over. “Excuse me,” she said, “but what are you
drawing?”

The man looked up, surprised. “Oh, just the people here,” he said, holding up his sketch. It was a lively
scene of the café, with customers chatting, the barista steaming milk, and even a glimpse of Priya
herself.

“That’s... me?” she asked, pointing to her tiny likeness.

He nodded, smiling shyly. “You seemed lost in thought. It was interesting to capture.”

They talked for a while, sharing stories about creativity and the little moments that make life beautiful.

The next morning, Priya found herself looking for him. He wasn’t there, but on her usual table was a
small sketch: a portrait of her with the words, Keep wondering.

Sometimes, strangers leave behind more than memories; they leave inspiration.

1. Mystery Story
The Vanishing Room
The hotel was ordinary, almost bland, except for Room 413. Staff whispered about it, though no one
dared linger near its door. It wasn’t listed in the reservation system, and yet every so often, a guest
would swear they’d stayed there.

When Olivia checked in for her weekend getaway, the receptionist gave her a key for Room 412. But
when she reached the hallway, there it was: 413.

Curious, she turned the knob. The room was pristine, bathed in soft amber light. A record player sat in
the corner, spinning a tune she couldn’t quite place. The air smelled faintly of lavender.

Exhausted from her journey, Olivia settled into the armchair. As she sipped her tea, she noticed a
photograph on the nightstand—a family smiling by a lake. The strange part? One of the children in the
photo was her.

The room tilted. Olivia blinked hard, her heart pounding. She didn’t remember this photo or the family.
When she looked closer, her own reflection in the glass frame blinked at her—out of sync with her
movements.

Panicked, she bolted out of the room. But when she glanced back, the number had changed. 413 was
gone.

She asked the staff about the room. They exchanged uneasy glances. “We don’t have a Room 413,” they
insisted. “You must be mistaken.”

But Olivia couldn’t forget the photo—or how, as she walked away, the melody from the record player
followed her down the hall.

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