Decorating for the Festival
Maya: "Arjun, come help me hang these marigold flowers! Amma said we can do the doorway."
Arjuntiring.": "Again? We already swept, dusted, and made rangoli. It’s so
Maya: "But the flowers smell so strong, like the puja room. I like touching all the soft petals."
Arjun: "My arms feel like noodles. Festive noodles that just want to lie down."
Maya: "You didn’t say that when you were jumping on the bed this morning."
Arjun: "Jumping made me laugh. This just makes my shoulders ache."
Amma: "You two, the sweets are waiting. Laddus don’t eat themselves."
Maya: "Hear that? If we finish, we get warm laddus with crunchy bits."
Arjun: "My legs still feel wobbly, but my mouth is already happy."
Maya: "Let’s make it a race. I do the left side, you do the right. Winner gets the biggest laddu."
Arjun: "Okay, but if I lose, I still get a big piece. No tiny crumbs."
Amma: "Done. Big pieces for both, if there’s no arguing."
Maya: "Look, your garland is almost touching the floor. It’s like a flower curtain."
Arjun: "Yeah, it’s like I’m decorating a movie set. That makes it less tiring."
Maya: "Now mine looks like the queen’s doorway. I’m totally the queen."
Arjuntiring work.": "Then I’m the royal decorator. My arms worked hard, but this festival doorway was worth the