Chapter 15

                                    

                                          
Author's note
A light and fluffy chapter for all of you. Enjoy with them, the day at fun fair.
                          
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It was 1:30pm and what can be termed as voice of gases exiting body of a whale from whichever side it is, came from our tummies. Food was Indo-Chinese, my personal favorite. So we had momos, spring rolls, veg manchurian, chilli paneer, veg crispy, fried rice, hakka noodles, schezwan noodles, triple schezwan rice and for dessert, we had ice cream. We weren't eating much, just pretending to be hungry elephants. Precisely hungry monkeys if our anatomy and ill mannered eating habits are taken into consideration.
                          
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"I'm sure I'll hit it this time."
"If you don't, I'll hit you myself." When Tara threatens you, it is for real. We were at this game stall where we had to hit the can with a dart gun. I had missed thrice, had two chances left of winning the stuffed snow white kitty toy with tiny soft ears. From the moment Tara saw it, she's lost her mind. Is she in love with that toy? Get a grip girl!!!
                          
On top of that, she doesn't trust herself when it comes to shooting. Well nor do we. 
That girl can throw a beach ball towards Ishaan to hit him and end up hitting a dog, his friend cat, a pigeon and a dinosaur for crying out loud. And if right now, I don't hit the can, I'll be the poor dog here.
                          
I aimed at the cans. My hand steady and eyes on the can, I held my breath at once. I have to hit it this time. On the count of three, I shot the dart which went straight to hit the cans. The sound of cans falling down was like victory bells for me.
                          
"I hit it!!! Yay I hit it!!" I turned towards Tara to hug her. But she didn't hug me. Our very own ray of sunshine was busy claiming the toy. 
"Give me the toy! We won it." She ordered the shopkeeper.
"We!! At least give me the credit. You didn't even bother to hug me." I complained.
"Aww I will hug you." Ulka hugged me. She's the only real friend I have. If I am to fall in quicksand, she will be the only one saving me. Others will click weird pics of my helpless situation to blackmail me later.
                          
I hadn't noticed before, but there was a young girl standing by the stall, watching us. 
"Hey! Do you want any help?" I asked. 
"The kitty is so fluffy. Is it yours?"
"Well yeah! She won it for me. It's mine." I doubt if Tara will be that possessive of her future husband, ever!
                          
"I want it. Give it to me." The girl demanded. Well what was that? Who does that? It's like asking Cinderella to give up her glass slipper, or asking the beast to give up his rose or asking Arjun to give up his bow or asking Tara to give up her soft toy. Yes, exactly that.
                          
"Excuse me?"
"Tara, chill. Let Ahana handle her. She's the best with kids." Snehal, the award for wisest friend on Earth goes to you my dear. I'll clean your room in return. 
                          
"Hey dear! What's your name?" I asked her with utmost kindness and all the politeness I could fit in the wide smile of mine.
"Give me the kitty." had she been my daughter, I would have grounded her for a month with live kittens around. Such ill mannerism will not be entertained in my territory. I'm good with kids only when they behave themselves. Did she throw up her manners? 
                          
Calm down Ahana, you've got this. She's just a kid. Kids are supposed to be angels. Just explain the situation with an example and she'll give you a kissy on your cheeks in return. Easy isn't it?
                          
"Look! What a beautiful pink dress you have. A baby pink dress with roses all over." She looked down upon her dress and touched the tiny roses on it. She looked so adorable doing that! I'm on the right track I guess. I continued.
                          
" Look, it has glitter too. I love it. But that doesn't mean that I can have it, does it? I like your dress, but it belongs to you. Will you give me your dress just like that?"
She was silent for a moment. Guess I've achieved the feat.