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“It is my favourite,” he said and took another bite.

Just then Chandu came and joined them.

He opened his lunch box. There was rice, dal and some vegetables. “Would you like
some rice and dal?” he asked his friends.

“Oh no! We don’t want your rice and dal. It’s so boring,” said Ajit.
“I wonder how you eat the same thing day in and day out. I would rather starve than

eat such food,” said Arun.

Tears welled up in Chandu’s eyes. He closed his box and went away to the class without
eating lunch. When Chandu came home from school, his mother Why did Chandu go to

lovingly asked, “How was your day, dear?” But Chandu didn’t care his class without eating
lunch?
to reply.
“Are you upset about something?” she asked him. But Chandu

said nothing.

“Now be a good boy. Quickly wash and change. Then drink a glass of milk and eat some
bananas before you go out to play,” she said.

“I don’t want to eat and drink the same thing again and again,” he shouted. Then he

went into his room and slammed the door.
Chandu’s father returned home from office in the evening. His mother told him what

had happened.

He went to Chandu’s room and said, “You have not been a good boy today. Your behaviour
was rude. You must say sorry to your mother.” But Chandu did not say a word.

When his mother called him for dinner, Chandu went to the dining table and looked

at the food on the plate.

“It’s the same thing again. Rice, dal and vegetables. Will I ever get to eat things I like?”

he said.

“Come on Chandu, this is what everyone eats for lunch and dinner,” his father said.

“But my friends never get rice or roti for lunch. They always bring sandwiches, chips,
cakes and noodles,” Chandu said.

“You call that lunch? That’s junk food,” his father said.

“But it is so tasty,” Chandu said.

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