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|Fire Eater Stunt (standard:non fiction, 1676 words)|
|Author: Juggernaut||Added: Jan 05 2014||Views/Reads: 2054/983||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Performing fire eating stunt is dangerous, despite the risk, Juggernaut classmate in the school performs fire eating stunt with ease in his backyard.|
Fire Eater Stunt Subba Rao Fire eating is an art that started in ancient India. Hindu Sandhus and Fakirs perform extraordinary feats like eating fire to show their mental and physical endurance. Now a days, trained people perform fire eating in circus and fairs as an entertainment. It is amazing to see large ball of fire coming out a mouth particularly in the background of total darkness. Naidu was one of the quiet students in the class at the high school; tall and handsome, he kept to himself always sat on the back benches to lean on the wall behind. Sometimes, teachers reprimanded him for his laid back attitude and not being attentive in the class. He was never disobedient to the teachers and at the same time never complied to their orders either. He has a look of a movie actor with black curly hair and handsome face with perpetual smile. The school has no designated lunch room; most students brought lunch from their home ate lunch on the back verandah near the drinking water tank. Juggernaut always bought snacks at one of the kiosks at the crossroads near the school. Since a handicap woman with deformed hand took over one of the shops, he purchased snacks at her place only. The woman shopkeeper despite her handicap opened the soda bottles with ease to the amazement of Juggernaut spent his lunchtime sitting on the long wooden bench in front of her store eating snacks for lunch. After eating snack he spent time with select group of his friends under the shade of a huge Plumeria tree chatting until the school bell rang. Naidu is one of the few students lived close to the school went home for a quick lunch. One afternoon Naidu approached Juggernaut standing under the Plumeria tree and asked “do you want to visit my house close by across the field?” At first Juggernaut was surprised since he hardly knew Naidu during the year except exchanging smiles or brief words. “Sure, if we can return in time for the classes,” “It takes only few minutes to walk to that y house across the field,” replied Naidu pointing a large yellow building on the other side of the vacant land. “How long you have been living there?” “We moved to this place from a nearby village so my sister and I can get better education in town here,” replied walking on the narrow dirt path between the overgrown bushes. Nobody takes care of the empty Click here to read the rest of this story (245 more lines)
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