" Happy Children's Day "
My brother and I have a sweet and sour relationship like all brothers do. We usually don't fight that much, but whenever we do we make sure it's for that last piece of cookie. I think WWIII would be fought because these companies pack an odd number of cookies in each packet. I'm two years older than my brother and I have absolutely no shame admitting that I just can't give away my share that easy. Last night my father returned from Kolkata and brought some confectioneries he got during his last meeting. My brother was asleep then and I had seen where my mother hid the packet of our favourite cookies. She does that all the time because snacks don't last long in our house. I woke up this morning and my mother told she had some work to do so she had already cooked the lunch and gave me some of the most definitely difficult tasks ever. I noted them down one by one as I knew I would forget most of them if I didn't. To Do. • Take the milk, boil it. • Give dirty