Wandering Together
Meera: "Ayaan, where were you? I was waiting near the bangle shop!"
Ayaan: "I was just… um… walking around."
Meera: "Walking around where? You missed the ladoos at the stall!"
Ayaan: "First I followed the smell of roasted corn, then I saw the toy train, then the colorful kites… I kept going."
Meera: "So you were just wandering all over the mela while I stood here alone?"
Ayaan: "I wasn’t trying to leave you. My feet just went wherever my eyes went."
Amma: "Your eyes were wandering, your feet were wanderingwandering away too.", and your poor sister’s patience was
Meera: "You could have held my hand and wandered with me! I wanted to see the glowing bangles and the balloon man."
Ayaan: "I thought wandering meant going anywhere you feel like, like a curious butterfly."
Amma: "It can feel like that, but butterflies don’t forget their garden. You two are each other’s garden.". You two are each other’s garden."
Meera: "Okay, then let’s wander together. First to the jalebi stall, then to the puppet show, no disappearing."
Ayaan: "Deal. Wandering is more fun when your partner doesn’t get lost… or angry."