Kids stories by Nashmiya

  Introduction High in the ancient valleys of Hunza , where snow kisses the mountain peaks and the wind carries stories of old, there lies a small village named Hussainabad . In the earlier days, life was simple, homes were small, and communities were deeply connected. Winters were harsh and silent, nights were long, and the mountains were alive with sounds of nature. At that time, the village was not as settled as it is today. Wild animals roamed freely , especially at night, and every household relied on one another for safety and support. Among the villagers, one man stood out for his courage— Dawlasha , a man known for his bravery and strength. His neighbors would often feel at peace knowing he lived nearby; his presence alone was enough to give comfort during the dark winter nights. This is a true folk story passed down from elders, reflecting the strength, unity, and human warmth of old Hunza village life. Life in the Traditional Hunza Homes In the early times, the hom...

  Introduction In the heart of the majestic Gilgit Baltistan mountains , where nature breathes through the valleys and traditions echo through generations, live people deeply connected to the land and its secrets. Their remedies, stories, and beliefs often intertwine — forming a rich tapestry of wisdom and wonder. This is a true childhood story of my grandmother , a beautiful and courageous woman who grew up surrounded by nature’s magic. Her long, shining hair wasn’t just admired by everyone in the village — it also carried a mysterious tale, one that she lovingly shared with us every time we gathered around her during long winter nights. A Glimpse into the Past My grandmother was a graceful and strong woman , with long, thick hair that flowed down far beyond her height — like a river of silk. Even in her old age, her hair remained healthy and beautiful. As children, we often asked her the secret behind her amazing hair, and she would smile before narrating the fascinating st...

Introduction In the snowy valleys of Gilgit-Baltistan , where winters are long and nights are filled with stories, people once lived a life beautifully connected with nature and community. During the old days, before electricity reached the villages, families used to gather at night around a warm fire — a tradition called “Chale Ja Biyoki” , meaning sitting together around the firelight . They shared tales, laughed together, and enjoyed winter treats — dry apricots (fator) , apricot seeds (hani) , almonds (badam) , and walnuts (axho) — while the fire crackled on a special wood known as chalo . This is a true story from my grandmother’s childhood , one she often told us during long winter nights. 🔥 A Night of Gathering One winter evening, my grandmother, then a little girl, went to her aunt’s house. That night, her aunt’s family planned to join their neighbors for Chale Ja Biyoki . Everyone gathered and began walking toward the neighbor’s home. Her aunt told my grandmother to...

Introduction: The Magic of My Grandmother’s Stories Growing up, one of my favorite moments was sitting beside my grandmother as she shared her childhood stories from the mountains of Gilgit Baltistan . Her tales were more than memories — they were windows into a simpler world, filled with community spirit, traditions, and the wonders of nature. One story that has stayed with me forever is about a strange and mysterious event that happened when she was a child — an encounter that left her and her friends both terrified and amazed. Today, I want to share that story — a real-life experience that connects the innocence of village life to one of history’s greatest inventions: the airplane. Life in the Mountains of Gilgit Baltistan In the old days, life in the mountain villages of Gilgit Baltistan was beautifully simple and self-sufficient. Families kept sheep, goats, and cows , which played an important role in their daily lives. The manure was used to fertilize fields, helping to ...

Introduction In the mystical valleys of Gilgit-Baltistan , where mountains touch the skies and streams whisper tales of the past, there once lived a brave man named Quli Birgosh . His story is still told by elders beside warm fires on winter nights — a story of courage, mystery, and a battle between man and dark forces that haunted the village. Long before modern times, people of the valley believed that witches and Qang Xakoon — dark creatures that appeared as donkeys after sunset — roamed the land, attacking anyone who dared to step out at night. But one man’s courage changed that fear forever. Life of Quli Birgosh Quli Birgosh lived in a small village surrounded by terraced fields, fruit trees, and snow-covered peaks. He was known for his hard work and sense of responsibility. Like many men of his time, he had to manage house chores, fieldwork, and family care all by himself. Despite his busy life, he was respected for his honesty, strength, and kindness. In those old days,...

  Introduction In a world where night hides secrets and shadows whisper forgotten tales, love can bloom even in the darkest of hearts. The Vampire’s Promise is a haunting yet heartwarming gothic romance about a vampire who finds light in the most unexpected place — the heart of a human. It’s a story of sacrifice, courage, and the power of true love that defies even the laws of immortality. The Dark Castle By night, Aralie and her mother roamed the woods, feeding on wandering travelers who dared to cross their path. Despite their strange and cruel existence, they found peace in their solitude. To them, this was the only way to survive — until fate decided to change everything. A Chance Encounter One moonlit night, as Aralie glided through the fog in search of her prey, she saw a handsome man walking down a lonely street. His eyes sparkled with warmth, and his voice carried kindness — something she had never encountered before. When Aralie leapt forward to attack, the man tu...

  Introduction: The Boy Who Spoke to Birds Once upon a time, in a peaceful little village surrounded by green fields and tall trees, there lived a gentle boy named Irfan . Irfan was no ordinary boy — he had a magical gift. Since childhood, he could understand and talk to birds . The sparrows chirped their secrets to him, the parrots told him jokes, and the crows warned him of the coming rain. Irfan was loved by all the creatures of the forest because he was kind, brave, and always ready to help. One sunny morning, his kindness set him on a journey that would change his life forever. The Cry of the Baby Bird While walking near a tree, Irfan heard a tiny voice crying for help. He looked up and saw a baby bird that had fallen from its nest. The poor bird chirped, “Please, Irfan, help me! I want to go back to my parents!” Without wasting a moment, Irfan gently picked up the baby bird and placed it back in its nest. The parent birds fluttered around him, chirping joyfully, “Than...