Arjun and Mira's Evening
Mira: "Arjun, can I play with your new red car for a bit?"
Arjun: "No. It’s mine. You’ll scratch it."
Mira: "I’ll be careful, promise. Just two rounds around the mat road!"
Arjun: "I said no!"
Mira: "Fine, keep it,"
Arjun: "I’m not talking to you now."
Amma: "Why are you both so quiet? It was noisy like a market just now."
Mira: "Ask him. He won’t share, and now he’s making that grumpy face."
Amma:sulk all evening?" "Arjun, you’re sitting in the corner like a sad crow. Are you going to
Arjun: "I’m not sulking. I’m just… sitting."
Mira: "You’re staring at the wall while we play ludo and eat hot pakoras. That’s sulking."
Amma: "The pakoras are getting cold, kanna. And your favourite green chutney is waiting."
Arjun: "My tummy is waiting too… but Mira was bossy."
Mira: "I was excited, that’s all. The car looks like the Diwali rockets we lit, zooming everywhere."
Arjun: "Really? Like the silver rocket that almost went into Uncle’s balcony?"
Mira: "Yes! I wanted to make it race around the rangoli like that."
Amma: "Hmm, sounds fun. But fun is boring alone, no? And sulking is even more boring."
Arjun: "Sulking is boring… I can hear you laughing from here."
Mira: "Come, I’ll let you roll the big dice first. And after ludo, you can drive the car and I’ll be the traffic police."
Arjun: "Only if you don’t give me a ticket for speeding."
Mira: "Deal. No ticket, no bossy voice."
Arjun: "Okay, I’m done being a sulking crow. Move, I’m sitting next to the chutney bowl."
Amma: "That’s better. Pakoras, ludo, and no more sulking — perfect evening."