Sunset and Cricket
Maya: "Arjun, why are you staring at the sky? The cricket game is starting!"
Arjun: "Wait, look! The clouds are pink and orange, like someone spilled mango lassi everywhere."
Maya: "Hmm… they’re nice. But Dadu said whoever wins gets the last laddoo."
Arjun: "We can play in a minute. The sun is going down so slowly, so gloriously, like it’s doing a big bow."
Maya: "Gloriously? You talk like the school poem book."
Arjun:festival." "It just feels extra shiny and grand, like the whole sky is having a
Amma: "Are you two joining the game or joining the sky?"
Maya: "Arjun said the sunset is happening gloriously and now I can’t stop looking."
Amma: "It is glowing today, na? Even the pigeons look like they’re wearing gold jackets."
Arjun: "See? Amma gets it. My stomach wants laddoo, but my eyes want this."
Maya: "Okay, fine. We watch till the sun disappears… then we run and win that laddoo."
Arjun: "Deal. And we’ll run gloriously fast, like heroes in slow motion."