The Waiting Game
Maya: "Ammaaa, why is Appa late? The sky is already purple."
Ravi: "Maybe the bus broke down. Or a tiger came on the road."
Maya:worryingstrange, feeling in my tummy." "Ravi! Don’t say that. Now I’m getting a
Ravi: "Like when the teacher is checking homework and you know you forgot your notebook?"
Maya: "Yes. My head is full of scary pictures now."
Amma: "You two, come help me with the bajjis. Appa will be here."
Ravi: "But Amma, what if he isn’t? The news is always showing worrying things."
Amma: "The news likes drama. Listen—the oil is sizzling, the rain is tapping, and Appa just sent a message."
Maya: "He did? What did he say?"
Amma: "Traffic jam near the temple. He’s hungry and dreaming of these hot bajjis."
Ravi: "So all my worrying was just like extra masala for nothing."
Maya: "Yeah, worrying made my tummy twist, but it didn’t make Appa come faster."
Amma: "Exactly. Let’s give the worrying a little holiday and save space for bajjis."
Ravi: "Okay. New rule: more bajjis, less worrying."
Maya: "And when Appa comes, we’ll tell him the most worrying thing was if you ate all the bajjis before him!"