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No Phone, No Problem

No Phone, No Problem

By Nasiruddin Hamid, Qadian, Punjab, India.

We all love playing video games, watching funny shorts, and making movies on our smartphones. However, some of us use the cellphones much more than others.

I live in Northern India with my family. After school, my father gives me his cellphone for ten minutes to play games and enjoy SnapChat and YouTube, etc. When those ten minutes turn into 20 or 30 minutes, and then into an hour, I don’t even realize it—but my father does.

Last year, I started avoiding playing outdoors and spending time with my friends. I was using the phone more and more without telling my parents. But my parents never stopped keeping an eye on me.

One day, my father told me when he was a kid, he used to play many outdoor games like Pakadam Pakdai, Baraf Pani, Pitthu Gram, and Addi (see the end note below for a short explanation of these games children play in India). He said, “We didn’t have phones, but we’d read comics and novels in Urdu and English for our pasttime.”

Thinking of those outdoor games and thoughts of reading comics and novels really got me interested. So I made a deal with my dad that he and I would play outside and read books together. He bought me a new bicycle, and now I go riding; he runs beside me while I ride my bicycle, which is quite fun! He also bought me new comics and a few novels, and he reads them with me.

I really like reading the tales of Akbar and Birbal, as well as the stories of Mullah Nasruddin. They are full of humor and wisdom. I must say, I find reading books or riding a bicycle outdoors much more interesting than playing video games or watching YouTube shorts.

Yes, I know cellphones have their own benefits, but as my father says, “They are more useful after a certain age.” We should limit our phone usage. I have read that too much smartphone use can damage our brain cells, affect eyesight, and even our emotional health.

I believe my parents when they tell me that there can be many unforeseen negative impacts of these devices. I always trust them with any issues that come up.

As school age kids, we should use cellphones only for short duration, and under parental supervision and guidance.

By Nasiruddin Hamid, Qadian, Punjab, India.

Notes:

Akbar and Birbal Stories: Akbar was a Mughal emperor who ruled a large region in South Asia that includes modern-day Northern and Central India, Afghanistan, and Pakistan during the 16th century. Birbal was a close advisor and wise minister in the court of Akbar for some 30 years. The Akbar and Birbal stories are not only entertaining but also witty and are widely-read favorites of Indian kids.

Mullah Nasruddin (aka Nasreddin Hodja) appears in countless stories—mostly witty or wise—where he is shown as a (holy) fool that teaches great wisdom to the world. He is considered a Sufi (Islamic) character and he may have actually lived in the 13th century in present day Turkey and may have traveled to many lands as his stories are widely known.

A Short Explanation of the Games:

Pakdam Pakdai: Run and catch game One kid tries to catch others who try to run away.
Baraf Pani: When caught, you freeze like “Baraf” (Hindi word for ice) until someone frees you by saying “Pani” (Hindi word for water)
Pitthu Gram: Players break a stack of seven stones with a ball and then try to rebuild it before getting tagged by the fielders.
Addi: is played with two teams of 5/5 players. One team starts in a circle and tries to reach the end of the field line while the other team chases and blocks the players from reaching it.

 

Adam Bobrow, the Voice of Table Tennis

Adam Bobrow, the Voice of Table Tennis*

By Viraj Ajgaonkar, age 12, grade 8, Mumbai, India.

Adam Bobrow sketch by Viraj Ajgaonkar.

I am an emerging professional table tennis player, and I do my best to actively compete at Mumbai’s city level table tennis tournaments. There are multiple players whom I greatly adore and I always try to imbibe their techniques that help me to improve my game.

But there’s this guy who is quite unique, and he has created a meritorious place for himself as an official table tennis commentator in the UTT and WTT tournaments. When he was a professional player, he was popular for his signature snake serves and hitting the ball across the table.

Yes, you guessed it right. He is our very own the “Voice of table tennis,” Mr. Adam Bobrow!

He is also a successful YouTuber wherein he battles out professional players—from China’s Ma Long and Fan Zhendong to France’s Lebrun brothers or Brazil’s Hugo Calderano, right up to India’s Sharath Kamal or even USA’s Kanak Zha.

His humorous style of talking in his typical American accent, his colourful t-shirts and shorts, and his strong command over the language makes him very unique. He is truly fun-loving and seems to enjoy traveling to diverse places. For a recent Doha tournament, he traveled light—with just one backpack!

He has had played a pivotal role in spreading the passion for table tennis (ping pong) by challenging even the enthusiastic non-players of various age groups across the world through the solid platform of PingPod.

You will notice that he is a keen observer when you see him play against professional players in the challenge games. He tries to study their strengths and other technical aspects of backhand/ forehand strokes, chop, block, etc. He then effectively blends it especially in his English commentary. He often gives nicknames to many players—like Xuperman to Xu Xin or The Golden Girl to Manika Batra.

I’d like to take an opportunity through this article to invite you, Mr. Bobrow, to our city of Mumbai at Shivaji Park Gymkhana and Park Club. Mr. Bobrow, do come and challenge me and my other senior buddies, and let’s have a blast over here to create some unforgettable moments!                     

         By Viraj Ajgaonkar, Age 12, Grade 8, Bombay Scottish School, Mumbai, India.

* Table Tennis is known as Ping Pong in many countries of the world.

Battle on the Board

Battle on the Board

By Elaine Elizabeth Jinto, age 14, Karnataka, India.

Why did the ancient kings of India even bother to invent a game like chess? I mean, take Babur*, Akbar, or any other king for that matter; they seem to have spent their whole life in mortal combat, so why also have a war on the board? If I were one of those ancient rulers, I would have banned chess in my kingdom. As chess was a game from ancient Indian history, everyone here in India seems to play the game. Everyone just wants to be the next world champion, unlike me, who is forced to play the game so I can follow my real dreams.

But then, why was I sitting at a chessboard waiting for the Karnataka Chess Championship to start? And, why was Karnataka State Champion Sindhuri Patil sitting exactly opposite to me?

Yes, my dear reader, I, Elaine Elizabeth Jinto (with No FIDE** Rating), was about to play with one of the greatest chess players of India. Now you will be like, “Whoa, hang on, wasn’t she saying that chess was a useless game ten seconds ago?” Yes, I was saying that, but I need a FIDE rating to get into ISRO’s space camp. I was on the Top Board, the spot coveted by all chess players. But I didn’t want to be there. It was just because of FIDE’s weird pairing mechanisms. The game was available live on Lichess.org, and as I looked around, I saw the spectators sitting outside the tournament hall, everyone looking at their cellphones. I felt even more nervous, so I took a deep breath and imagined myself at the Space Camp. That did not help me, though. It made me more desperate to play well!

I wondered what the spectators were thinking. Were they hoping for an interesting match worth watching? Or were they judging the little girl sitting opposite the champion, nervously twiddling the pieces around? Or were they sympathizing with the girl who had to play a very tough match for no particular reason?

As we waited for the match to start, I took a good look at my opponent. With the T-shirt she wore when she last represented India, hair in a thick, tight braid, glasses, a nose ring, and a very, very serious, slightly mocking expression on her face, she was the scariest opponent I had ever played. Or maybe it was the difference between our FIDE ratings that scared me. Or both. I don’t know.

So, there I was, sitting in the tournament hall, about to play for the first time with a digital board and clock. An A/C and a reclining chair were provided for my comfort. But far from being comfortable, I was shaking nervously and was already thinking of ways to resign without appearing too cowardly. I kept pressing the buttons on the timer absentmindedly until Sindhuri told me to stop changing the time controls!

The bell sounded, and the match started. Sindhuri made the first move, and I could taste the aggression in the air. Playing safe, I opted for a defensive move. I mean, a move that wouldn’t lead to an immediate loss. She glared at me, and her pieces charged towards mine. Within seconds, the enemy had broken through the castle walls and annexed the treasury. With two men dead on the field, I was forced to retreat. Sindhuri ordered more pieces out, and in that calm bit (the only calm bit in the whole war—too bad it was short-lived), I attempted to reconstruct the castle walls. This resulted in the sad death of my beloved elephant and knight; may God bless their souls.

I felt dozens of eyes on me as piece after piece was either captured or trapped where I couldn’t use it. I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself that the gleaming gold cup, displayed on the stage, wasn’t my ultimate goal. It didn’t work, though. As I chewed my lip, trying to think of at least one move that would prevent the impending destruction, I realized that even though I found chess boring, I wanted to win. Losing was bad. And even though I pretended not to care, I did. My thoughts raced: Should I just save the knight? Should I castle to stop getting checkmated? Or could I just resign? Losing track of everything, I tried to save my last man on the field, and the king was trapped. “Checkmate,” Sindhuri yelled triumphantly.

The bell sounded, and the match ended. So, there you are, my dear reader, a brief description of the destruction of my poor kingdom and the victory of a WFM against an ordinary fourteen-year-old. I left the tournament hall clutching my score sheet with tears in my eyes, feeling that chess was more useless than ever. Anyway, before I leave to sob in peace, I must answer my question in the beginning. The answer came to me as I took one last look at my destroyed kingdom. The ancient kings likely wanted to practice their battle strategy.

By Elaine Elizabeth Jinto, age 14, Karnataka, India. She has been published in Skipping Stones multiple times.

Editor’s Note:
* Babur is known as the founder of the Mughal Empire in India. Akbar was the third in line of Mughal emperors (who died in Oct. 1605 CE) and his son, Jahangir, followed as the next emperor.
**
FIDE stands for Fédération Internationale des Échecs (in the French language) meaning the International Chess Federation.
NPR (National Public Radio, USA) reported on June 08, 2025 that the game of chess is very popular in India; and that there are even online chess schools to train serious chess players in the country. Currently, there are 85 Chess Grandmasters in India. In 2024, at the World Chess Championship in Singapore, 18-year-old Gukesh Dommaraju, from Tamil Nadu, India became the youngest-ever world champion.

Christiano Ronaldo, the Great Soccer Player

About the Pixel Sketch of Christiano Ronaldo

Football (called soccer, in America) is one of my favorite sports; I am very passionate about it. I play soccer with my school buddies during our school break time, although I don’t play it on a professional basis.

All football players have their own unique styles and techniques of playing. Amongst them, Christiano Ronaldo, popularly known as CR7, is a legendary player from Lisbon, Portugal who started his career with FC Sporting, then MUN and many others. At present he’s with Al Nassr.

He is an iconic figure to me, especially when it comes to his bicycle kick, his headers, and his remarkable vertical leap which I think nobody has surpassed. He has come a long way from being a poverty-stricken boy to the most successful and elegant player in the football history.

I adore him mostly for his sheer faith in his physique and fitness (which is outstanding), and the respect that he gives to his fellow players. Yes, he doesn’t even promote commercials of carbonated drinks; he says they are harmful for health!

The deep affection that he has for his mother is clearly seen when he said that his mother is his refuge, and that he’ll take care of her until his last breath! I remember one occasion when he failed to convert a penalty into a goal but later succeeded in making a goal for his team in the same Euro Cup match. He apologized to his fans and his mom, and later, he silenced the crowd that was supporting his opponent team through his gesture (a finger over his mouth).

More than anything, his signature style of ‘Suiiiiiiiiiiiiii……..’ will always be remembered by all football fans like me. He is indeed a true inspiration for all youngsters. He has repeatedly excelled with his dedication, hard work and mental toughness.

So Mr. CR7, wherever you are, this is a form of respect that I would like to pay you through my very first attempt of drawing a pixel sketch of yours on a graph paper! (Do look at it from different angles to get the best glimpse).

By Viraj Ajgaonkar, Grade 7, Bombay Scottish School, Mumbai, India.