Samira was disgusted.

She said, “I don’t want to eat any grass. Nor any bushes. Even idlis would taste better than grass. And I am glad the gate is closed because the hibiscus has pretty flowers and I don’t want you to eat them.”

Samira ran back to her classroom and opened her lunch box.

‘How nice my parathas and brinjal curry are,’ she thought and quickly ate them up.