What are the best places to hang out in Coimbatore?
A walk around Race Course:Definitely tops the chart for me. U got cool breeze around u, lotsa trees, lotsa people here and there tryin to work out and smiling each time u pass by. Right from the local soda vendor to the posh coffee shops, this place surely is the best. The proximity to theaters and other restaurants makes this even better.A drive to Marudhamalai : This is for people who like to spend the evening with friends and family with a bit of blessings wrapped in it. This temple has a stretch of road which while driving through mixes u with nature. And climbing the stairs to the top can also be great fun trying to make fun of friends gasping for breadth :P (usually me). Finally when u reach the top, apart from the "darisanam" (darshan), u also get a panaromic view of the city.Roaming in the streets of RS Puram:With all varieties of shopping and food joints, RS Puram is favored by & for young crowd. One of the main centers of tutions and coaching centres after Sai Baba Colony, this is flooded by teen crowd and hence the GUYS too :)Around the Stadium and VOC park:The Stadium and the areas near the VOC park has a lot of joints to hangout. U can spend time visiting the park with family, have some healthy food that surrounds the stadium and also play in the grounds. Good way to spend time if with Kids..A Dip at "Kovai Kuttraalam" and Siruvaani:A scenic beauty which is an hour travel from the city. A summer afternoon is best spent here as it starts with a trek and ends up in a water fall that u will not be willing to come out of.Now, There is always BROOKFIELDS, the Mall. It is as good as any other mall. Movies, Shopping, Fun city, food court and much more..At the end, Coimbatore itself is a hangout place.. !
What are some good short stories between 150 - 200 words starting with the line, "I saw a small boy standing in the woods and crying "?
I saw a small boy standing in the woods and crying. His dear tree had been felled. He was inconsolable. For that little boy it was not just a tree. It was like a friend he would rush to everyday after school, a friend who would hide him from those nasty bullies, a friend who always had sweet fruits for him, and a friend who would wrap him in a warm embrace and put him to sleep. “This is murder”, he screamed as I tried to console him. He said he would avenge the murder, he kept saying he would. I had then laughed at his innocence and dismissed it as a childish whim. But today thirty years later as I sit in the audience and listen to the same little boy, now all grown up speak about conservation of environment I know he still remembers his tree, his friend. As the audience broke into a thunderous applause after his speech, I felt he had now avenged his dear friend.