Cleaning the Balcony
Ananya: "Ravi, Amma said we have to clean the balcony before guests come."
Ravi: "Mmm-hmm," stretches "I’ll do it… later."
Ananya: "You’re just lying there, watching the ceiling fan spin!"
Ravi: "It’s so hot. The fan is turning so lazily, it’s making me sleepy."
Ananya:lazily on the floor, just like you." "Even the broom is lying
Ravi: "Shhh, don’t tell Amma. Let the broom enjoy its holiday."
Amma: "I can hear you, you know. Are we cleaning or having a lazy party?"
Ananya: "I’m cleaning, Amma. Ravi is moving like a snail in the summer."
Ravi: "I’m not a snail. I’m just… slowly picking up these newspapers."
Amma: "Slow is fine. But if you do it lazily, we’ll be here till Diwali."
Ravi: "Okay, okay! I’ll stop yawning and actually sweep."
Ananya: "Here, I’ll hold the dustpan. If we hurry, Amma might make lime juice."
Ravi:lazily anymore!" "Now that is powerful magic. Look, my broom is flying, not walking
Amma: "Much better. Work first, then we can all lie around lazily with our lime juice."