Ravi goes on a Holiday
Once there lived a boy named Ravi. One day, his appa packed his suitcase and said, “We are going on a holiday!” His amma also came and packed the rest of the bags. Ravi was excited and said, “Yay, the taxi has come!” Appa said, “Come, Ravi, let’s go.” Ravi and his parents got into the taxi, and off they went to the airport.

At the airport, they got their tickets and had lunch at a restaurant. Ravi’s gate number was 4, and his seat number was 8. His parents were seated in seats 9 and 10. They were flying from Bangalore to Mumbai. Ravi sat in his seat and fastened his seatbelt. The pilot flew the airplane, and soon they were up in the air. Ravi saw fluffy clouds outside his window. They ate their snacks, and soon it was time for the airplane to land. Ravi and his parents went to belt number 6 to collect their bags. Ravi found his bag and was excited to spend his vacation in Mumbai.

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