Junior Vocab
A Relaxing Sunday Afternoon
On a slow Sunday afternoon, Tara’s house was noisy. The pressure cooker whistled, the TV blared cricket, and her little brother sang loudly, one wrong note at a time.
Tara frowned. “I want some relaxation,” she told Paati. Paati smiled and took her to the balcony, where the city hummed below.
A Moment of Peace
Up on the balcony, a soft breeze brushed Tara’s cheeks. Paati spread an old cotton bedsheet on the cool floor, and they lay down together, side by side.
“Listen,” Paati whispered. Tara heard a crow caw, a cycle bell ring, and a vendor call, “Maaango!” The breeze smelled of jasmine from the neighbor’s window.
relaxation.Slowly, her shoulders stopped feeling tight. This quiet moment with Paati felt like warm, gentle
“Tomorrow,” Tara said sleepily, “can we do this again?”