Curiosity at the Window
Meera: "Aarav, why are you standing on that stool near the window?"
Aarav: "Shhh, I’m trying to see what Aunty is cooking downstairs."
Meera: "You can smell it from here! It’s definitely something with ghee."
Aarav:peered through the grill, but I can only see her bangles." "I know, but I want to see the shiny ladoos. I
Meera: "Move a little, I want to peer too! Don’t block the whole window."
Aarav: "If you come up, the stool will wobble. Then we’ll both fall like potatoes."
Amma: "Why are you two whispering and climbing like monkeys?"
Meera: "Aarav won’t let me peer out! We just want to see what’s happening downstairs."
Amma:patient children… if such things exist." "You don’t need to spy on poor Aunty. Just ask. Or wait like
Aarav: "But it’s more fun to peer from here. It feels like a secret festival movie."
Meera: "Please, Amma? Just one tiny peer, then we’ll get down."
Amma: "Fine, one at a time. Meera first, then Aarav. No pushing, no wobbling."
Meera: "Ooooh, I can see the big steel plate! She’s rolling orange balls. They sparkle!"
Aarav: "My turn! I peered down and saw her dusting coconut on top!"
Amma: "Now both of you, down. If you want ladoos, use your feet, not just your eyes."
Meera: "Okay, okay. Next time, I’ll peer for just a moment… then go straight to the kitchen."