"Snakes and Ladders," Manan grinned and held up the board game. He had carried it in his backpack to the park.
Aditi groaned. If there was one thing Aditi hated, it was sitting still in one spot. Even in school, during class hours, she found excuses return a notebook, visit the restroom, run errands for teachers, volunteer for extra work. Anything that would keep her moving about. Manan was her best friend. How could he not know? But before she could voice her fears, he dispelled it with a 'twist'.
"For each dice roll, the opponent suggests an activity. Any activity."
Now, that was interesting.
"Woohoo! This is going to be such fun. Now is my chance to make you pull monkey faces and do somersaults. No backing, my dear friend," Aditi announced, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Manan was more of an indoor person. If allowed, he would choose a book instead of a cycle ride. Aditi would do the opposite. Though poles apart, they found themselves to be best friends. They made time for each other, keeping aside their preferences. To put her friend, Mr.Goody-Good-Indoorsy-Manan in a spot was her all-time favourite hobby.
Unknown to her, Manan had a hidden agenda. One that would make Aditi want to ditch the game.
"One condition," he added. "We play the game till both of us get tired of it. We can pause and continue the next day. But don't stop until both parties agree." He wanted to be on the safer side. He wanted Aditi to play the game according to his rules.
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The Return Gift
\"Dingo, it's been a long time since we've had a nice party.
Moving to the MOON
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Tea and the Lizard
Parth's father loved tea and enjoyed several cups throughout the day.
Shera Breaks a Bad Habit
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MANAS AND THE LOST KITTEN
After the half-yearly exams had ended, Manas began to feel bored at home. He insisted that he wanted a pet to keep him company.
The Ghost on the Hill
It had rained a lot in Champakvan that year. There were floods, and Cheeku rabbit and Jumpy monkey's homes had been washed away.
FINDERS, KEEPERS
Raji came out of her cool, thatched roof hut. The rough, sun-baked ground scorched her little feet. She looked up at the sun - it was still not very high in the sky. Judging by its position, Raji guessed it was around ten o'clock...
A Dog Named DOT
Dogs like Dot are found a dime a dozen on Chennai streets. Diya could never understand why that one particular dog who was just like any other brown and white dog, chose to pull at her heartstrings...
THE SCHOOL CONSTITUTION
10-year-old Mayank had just opened his tiffin box to eat when the aroma of his food spread through the class...
TARUN'S TALE
\"Stories should be like a breath of fresh air. They should give strength to our souls,\" Tarun's grandmother told him...
