"Now what!" he wondered after sharpening all the pencils. He still didn't feel like doing the homework. His younger sister Enisha was playing with her doll house. "I will also play a little bit and then do my homework," Udit decided.
"What are you playing," he asked naughtily, hopping towards Enisha's toys. "Tea party," replied Enisha. She had set up her doll house and all her toys were gathered for the tea party.
Enisha pretended to pour some tea for him. Udit took the tea cup and pretended to sip the hot tea. But then, he simply scattered the toys, and laughed as the toys rolled away. He looked at the dollhouse, picked the furniture and tossed it here and there.
"A hurricane has come, save your toys," he laughed.
"Why did you do that?" Enisha cried, trying to pull his hair.
"It's fun! You should try it too!" Udit laughed, snatching the doll from her hand and ran.
"Bad brother," Enisha shouted and threw a cushion at him. Udit dodged and ran towards the balcony to hide. He always enjoyed bothering and annoying Enisha. But this time he took it too far. He did not realise that the doll he had snatched was Enisha's favourite. He waved the doll up in the air and yelled, "Come and take your doll!"
When Enisha came closer, he flung the doll high up in the air and laughed. As it came down, he tried to catch the doll but he couldn't. It hit the railing and fell down, all the way from the third floor to the ground.
"Oopsie!" Udit looked down, but he couldn't see the doll.
It now struck him what a terrible and awful thing he had done. Enisha carried this doll everywhere, all day long! She fed the doll, walked the doll in a small pram, and even slept with the doll by her side.
Without wasting any more time, Udit ran out of the house and bumped into Zaheer, who was carrying a small box of candies.
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ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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هذه القصة مأخوذة من طبعة August Second 2024 من Champak.
ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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