Samosa Orders
Meera: "Aarav, come fast! The samosas are getting cold!"
Aarav: "Wait, Meera! I’m arranging them in a line. It looks like a samosa train."
Meera:orders for the pooja." "Dadi said we have to pack them quickly. All the aunties gave her big
Aarav: "Orders? Like when Ma says, ‘Clean your room now!’ That kind of order?"
Meera: "No, no. These aunties asked Dadi to make samosas for them. Ten for Seema Aunty, twenty for Ritu Aunty… that kind of orders."
Aarav: "Ohhh, like when Papa calls the restaurant and says, ‘One dosa, extra chutney’? That’s an order too."
Meera: "Yes! And look, this box is for Seema Aunty’s order. She likes the really crispy ones."
Aarav: "Then don’t put that broken one. I’ll eat it. I’m helping with the orders."
Dadi:orderschefs! Are my getting ready or are they disappearing into your mouths?" "Arre wah, my little
Meera:orders." "Both, Dadi. We’re finishing the broken ones and packing the good ones for the
Aarav: "Dadi, next time I want to give an order. I’ll order twenty samosas just for us!"
Dadi: "Done, baba. But only if you help me with everyone else’s orders first."
Meera: "Deal. First we finish the aunties’ samosa orders, then we eat our secret order."