Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra, known for his wit and wisdom, is a prolific writer, renowned satirist, children’s literature author, and poet. He has undertaken the monumental task of writing, editing, and coordinating a total of 55 books for the Telangana government at the primary school, college, and university levels. His editorial endeavors also include online editions of works by Acharya Ramchandra Shukla.
As a celebrated satirist, Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra has carved a niche for himself, with over eight million viewers, readers, and listeners tuning in to his literary musings on the demise of a teacher on the Sahitya AajTak channel. His contributions have earned him prestigious accolades such as the Telangana Hindi Academy’s Shreshtha Navyuva Rachnakaar Samman in 2021, presented by the honorable Chief Minister of Telangana, Mr. Chandrashekhar Rao. He has also been honored with the Vyangya Yatra Ravindranath Tyagi Stairway Award and the Sahitya Srijan Samman, alongside recognition from Prime Minister Narendra Modi and various other esteemed institutions.
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra’s journey is not merely one of literary accomplishments but also a testament to his unwavering dedication, creativity, and profound impact on society. His story inspires us to strive for excellence, to use our talents for the betterment of others, and to leave an indelible mark on the world.
Some precious moments of life
- Honoured with ‘Shrestha Navayuvva Rachnakar Samman’ by former Chief Minister of Telangana Government, Shri K. Chandrasekhar Rao.
- Honoured with Oscar, Grammy, Jnanpith, Sahitya Akademi, Dadasaheb Phalke, Padma Bhushan and many other awards by the most revered Gulzar sahab (Sampurn Singh Kalra), the lighthouse of the world of literature and cinema, during the Sahitya Suman Samman held in Mumbai.
- Meeting the famous litterateur Shri Vinod Kumar Shukla Ji, honoured with Jnanpith Award.
- Got the privilege of meeting Mr. Perfectionist of Bollywood, actor Aamir Khan.
- Meeting the powerful actor Vicky Kaushal on the occasion of being honoured by Vishva Katha Rangmanch.
Today we present his Story – The Curse of the 13th Birthday.
☆ Story # 69 ☆
☆ The Curse of the 13th Birthday… ☆ Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’ ☆
Once upon a time, there was a normal human boy named Leo. He was a happy kid who liked cartoons and pizza. But then, on his 13th birthday, a terrible curse hit him. He became a Teenager.
The first sign of the curse was his bedroom. It used to be a place for LEGOs and books. Now, it looked like a trash can had exploded inside a laundry basket. There were crusty socks on the desk and pizza boxes from three weeks ago under the bed. When Leo’s mom opened the door, she didn’t see a room; she saw a biohazard zone. Leo just lay on his bed like a sad potato. “You don’t understand my soul, Mom,” he would groan. “Also, where is my black hoodie? I only have twelve, and I need this specific one to show how dark my life is.”
Teenagers also develop a strange relationship with mirrors. One morning, Leo found a tiny red pimple on his chin. He gasped as if he had been struck by lightning. “It’s over,” he whispered. “I am a monster. I cannot go to school. My life is a tragedy.” He spent two hours trying to hide it using his sister’s makeup and some white toothpaste. By the time he was done, he looked like he had been painted by a confused clown, but he felt “cool.”
Leo’s phone was no longer a gadget; it was a permanent part of his hand. If the Wi-Fi went down for even two minutes, Leo would gasp for air as if the oxygen had been sucked out of the house. He sent five hundred messages a day, and 90% of them were just the word “Bruh.” He would take sixty selfies, delete fifty-nine of them, and then post the last one with the caption: “I look so bad today,” just so people would tell him he looked great.
His stomach also turned into a bottomless black hole. Leo would eat a massive dinner of chicken and rice, walk to his room, and then return to the kitchen five minutes later. “There is zero food in this house!” he would yell while staring directly at a fridge full of groceries. To a teenager, if it isn’t a bag of spicy chips or a frozen pizza, it doesn’t count as “food.”
By the end of the day, Leo was exhausted from the hard work of doing absolutely nothing. He put on his headphones, listened to music that sounded like a blender full of rocks, and sighed. He couldn’t wait to be an adult, because he was sure that grownups totally have their lives together.
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