Suhana Safar

A few days ago, a new girl joined our class - Suhani. She is very pretty and I like her a lot. I think she also likes me. We both stand together in the morning assembly, we sit together in class, etc.

I had mentioned about her to mummy and papa. True to their nature, they started asking me 1001 questions about her and what we did. They do not understand that we have so many things to do in school that there is very little time left.

They started making fun of me. In the morning if i would not drink my milk, they would tell me to drink fast or else someone else would stand with Suhani in the assembly.

To satisfy their curiousity i started telling them some story or the other.

The other day, it was Suhani's turn to be the star child. When the teacher asked us her qulities, I said that she s pretty. Ved also said she is pretty (grrrrr....). Teacher said she colours nicely. And so on.

When I told this to mummy-papa, they started asking me when I was going to become the star child. How do I make them understand that the teacher decides who becomes star child and when and that my turn has not yet come.

I did not want to disappoint them. So the next day i told them that I became the star child. As for my qualities - I made pretty into handsome, colours well, smiles always, and so on. For once mummy even asked me - "Keshav - are you sure? Did you really become the star child or are you telling us stories?"

Of course I was telling them stories. But I did not want to disappoint them so I insisted that I had become the star child. Papa, always the suspicious one, even told her to check with the teacher in the Open House.

Dutifully, Mummy asked the teacher about Suhani and me in the Open House. Ufff... If only she had not listened to Papa. The teacher promptly told her that Keshav has not yet been made star child as his turn had not yet come. She also told mummy that I mentioned to her about how Suhani had come to my house and we had a great time together. She also told Mummy that if Suhani is thirsty, Keshav wants to drink water. If she has to go to the washroom, Keshav has to go also. Now who is telling stories!!!!!

And mummy.. She promptly called up Papa and told him. Now Papa will really trouble me anne he gets home. I have had it.

Only saving grace is.. Tomorrow morning - Suhana safar aur ye mausam hasin...