Tikku and the ball
Tikku had been playing with only a couple of his toys, only the new ones, these days. His new shiny trucks, And his cool bat and cricket ball.
His old toys kept in his toy box were getting a bit bored. So one day they all decided to have a meeting to discuss the politics of selection, mainly the what, the why and the who gets to be Tikku's favourite, type questions.
The most vocal was the dog eared book, and the quietest one was the old ball, faded and a bit pinched.
They all sat in the box cramped up and were quite fed up!
They all said.
The book📚 fluttering with rage, the cover pages were flushing red, and on every page, there was a word of anger.
Why
What
Who
How
When
Where???
The ninja turtle 🐢 which no longer had a long tail 😳 was trying to pacify it by answering these questions.
Yes we all love Tikku.
Yes, we are neglected.
No we don't know why
Oh may be we know.
Shrieked the little spider 🕷 man.
Yes, there are new toys all the time.
Tikku gets a new toy every month, and then, he forgets the old ones.
Orio, the puppy, with a chewed up ear, with its eyes 🐶 brimming with tears said.
The superman 🦸♂️ was having his afternoon nap. So he had missed all the commotion. But he picked up the mood of the whole congregation quickly and said,
We need to do something.
Tikku hadn't touched Mr superman in weeks!!
....to be continued?
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