His mother sat next to him. “Tired, baby?”
“Mummy, this time I want a Jungle Book theme,” he announced six months ago. “Papa, I want a remote-control car, the blue one,” he reminded his father every single morning. Chintu Ka Birthday
His mother laughed and kissed his forehead. “Okay, Chintu. But first, let’s clean this jungle up.” His mother sat next to him
As Chintu cut the cake, he smashed a big piece onto Rohan’s face. A food fight broke out. By the end, Chintu’s white shirt looked like a chocolate factory had exploded on it. His hair was sticky with jam, and his cheeks were smeared with cream. His mother laughed and kissed his forehead
Chintu had been waiting for this day for exactly 365 days. Ever since his last birthday, when he had blown the candles off a small vanilla cake, he had been planning the next one.
“Make a wish!” everyone screamed.