Friendship and Kindness
Meera: "Rohan, why are you sitting alone near the swings?"
Rohan:treated me like I was silly." "Those big kids laughed when I dropped my tiffin. They
Meera: "Your rice and rasam fell everywhere, no? I saw. It happens to me all the time."
Rohan: "But they copied the way I talk and walked away. It felt like they treated me like a joke."
Meera: "My cousin talks like that too. At home, everyone listens when he speaks. They treat him like a little prince."
Rohan: "Really? Even when he spills things?"
Meera: "Especially then. Paati wipes it and says, ‘Now we get extra crispy dosa, thanks to you!’"
Rohan: "My paati also laughs like that. She treated me to an extra laddoo last week when I broke her bangles by mistake."
Meera: "See? At home you’re treated like someone special, not silly."
Rohan: "But here, they treated me like I don’t belong."
Meera: "You belong with me. Come, sit. Amma packed two mysore pak today. One is for you."
Rohan: "Are you sure? That’s your favourite."
Meera: "Yes. I want you to be treated kindly, with sweet things and sweet words."
Rohan: "Then I’ll treat you nicely too. Tomorrow I’ll share my murukku first with you, promise."
Meera: "Deal. We’ll treat each other like the important people we are."
Rohan: "And if they laugh again, I’ll remember how Paati and you treated me… like I matter."