Spontaneous Drawing Plans
Meera: "Riya, why are you just sitting with your crayons? Let’s plan our whole Sunday drawing."
Riya: "Amma said we might go to Paati’s house or we might stay home. How can I plan if no one knows?"
Meera: "We can decide now. First we draw a big rangoli, then laddus, then rockets, then—"
Riya: "That sounds tiring already. It’s like homework for fun."
Amma: "What are you two whispering about in this hot kitchen?"
Meera: "I’m trying to make Riya plan every single drawing. She just wants to stare at the ceiling."
Riya: "I don’t want to stare at the ceiling. I want to wait till my hand feels like drawing something."
Amma: "Hmm, like when I suddenly feel like making bonda even though I was only boiling rice?"
Riya: "Yes! Like when you suddenly dance to the radio while cutting onions."
Meera: "But if we don’t plan, what if we waste the day and do nothing?"
Riya: "We won’t. Look, your bangles are shining like tiny suns. Now I want to draw that."
Amma: "See, that idea just popped into her head. That’s being spontaneous."
Meera: "So spontaneous means… the idea jumps out without a timetable?"
Riya: "Yeah! Like when we were walking and you suddenly splashed in that rain puddle."
Meera: "I didn’t plan that. My feet just did it."
Amma: "Sometimes being spontaneous makes life taste extra crispy, like the first hot dosa."
Riya: "Come on, Meera. Let’s be spontaneous artists. Draw the dosa steam like curly hair!"
Meera: "Okay, no list. We’ll just draw whatever our minds shout first."
Riya: "My mind is shouting mangoes with sunglasses."
Meera: "And mine is shouting Paati on a scooter. This spontaneous drawing is going to be wild."