Pranjol looked at the small piece of fish on his plate. “Why so little for me ?” he demanded of his mother. “You know I like fish head ! I want it !” he insisted. The fish head was usually his, but not since Lala had come. Lala, who loved fish head too; Lala, who was the guest and so must be pampered ! It was too much, thought Pranjol. His family and his home had been taken over by their guests – distant relatives from Assam who had come over for a job interview for their daughter, but had brought the entire family along to visit Mumbai – all five of them, including Lala, the youngest, who was about the same age as Pranjol. And this was not the first time either; their house was always full of guests. Sometimes Pranjol thought that the whole of Assam must have passed through their house ! It was like living in a railway station.
He had no place to call his own – to study or sleep or watch TV. Just yesterday he had wanted to watch an episode of his favourite TV programme but Lala’s dad was watching the news. So of course, Pranjol had missed his episode. “He is older than you and a guest. What’s so important about your programme ? It comes every day !” his father had said. “What’s so important about the news ? It comes every day too !” Pranjol retorted and got a slap and a ban on watching TV for a month.
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Confirm Finish Lesson: Lesson 10. Pranjol and the Fish?
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Pranjol looked at the small piece of fish on his plate. “Why so little for me ?” he demanded of his mother. “You know I like fish head ! I want it !” he insisted. The fish head was usually his, but not since Lala had come. Lala, who loved fish head too; Lala, who was the guest and so must be pampered ! It was too much, thought Pranjol. His family and his home had been taken over by their guests – distant relatives from Assam who had come over for a job interview for their daughter, but had brought the entire family along to visit Mumbai – all five of them, including Lala, the youngest, who was about the same age as Pranjol. And this was not the first time either; their house was always full of guests. Sometimes Pranjol thought that the whole of Assam must have passed through their house ! It was like living in a railway station.
He had no place to call his own – to study or sleep or watch TV. Just yesterday he had wanted to watch an episode of his favourite TV programme but Lala’s dad was watching the news. So of course, Pranjol had missed his episode. “He is older than you and a guest. What’s so important about your programme ? It comes every day !” his father had said. “What’s so important about the news ? It comes every day too !” Pranjol retorted and got a slap and a ban on watching TV for a month.