Riya loved her smartphone. Every day after school, she played games, watched cartoons, and laughed at funny videos. The little screen kept her busy from morning until bedtime.

On her bookshelf sat an old storybook. Its cover had gathered dust, and its pages waited quietly, but Riya never touched it. “Why read when I can play?” she thought.

One hot evening, while Riya was in the middle of a game, her phone beeped—low battery. She ran to plug it in, but just then the electricity went off. The house grew dark, and the phone’s screen went black.

Riya sighed. “Now what will I do?” she wondered. Without her smartphone, the minutes felt longer and lonelier.

Her eyes fell on the bookshelf. The storybook seemed to smile at her. Curious, Riya opened it. At once, words and pictures jumped out—brave knights, talking animals, magical forests. Her mind painted bright colours, even though the room was dark. She read and read, forgetting all about the phone.

After some time, the lights flickered back on. Her phone buzzed to life again. But Riya didn’t rush toward it. She kept turning the book’s pages with a happy smile.

That night, she realised something important: phones may die when their batteries run out, but books never leave you. They are always ready to share joy, wisdom, and wonder.

Moral: Don’t forget simple joys; technology can fail, but knowledge stays.

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Riya loved her smartphone. Every day after school, she played games, watched cartoons, and laughed at funny videos. The little screen kept her busy from morning until bedtime.

On her bookshelf sat an old storybook. Its cover had gathered dust, and its pages waited quietly, but Riya never touched it. “Why read when I can play?” she thought.

One hot evening, while Riya was in the middle of a game, her phone beeped—low battery. She ran to plug it in, but just then the electricity went off. The house grew dark, and the phone’s screen went black.

Riya sighed. “Now what will I do?” she wondered. Without her smartphone, the minutes felt longer and lonelier.

Her eyes fell on the bookshelf. The storybook seemed to smile at her. Curious, Riya opened it. At once, words and pictures jumped out—brave knights, talking animals, magical forests. Her mind painted bright colours, even though the room was dark. She read and read, forgetting all about the phone.

After some time, the lights flickered back on. Her phone buzzed to life again. But Riya didn’t rush toward it. She kept turning the book’s pages with a happy smile.

That night, she realised something important: phones may die when their batteries run out, but books never leave you. They are always ready to share joy, wisdom, and wonder.

Moral: Don’t forget simple joys; technology can fail, but knowledge stays.

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