Navika Ghosh of Class 4, Epic Public School, narrates a delightful Sunday story about bonding with her younger brother. From playful misunderstandings to a valuable lesson on kindness, this story is filled with warmth, fun, and sibling love.
It was a Sunday and I was feeling quite lazy. Though it was a bright day, however, I did not feel like going out at all. I lay in bed wondering what to do. But soon I realised I was quite bored. My younger brother on the other hand was happily playing with his toys —a bright red car, a robot, and a box of colourful building blocks.
I watched him for a while, and then an idea struck me. I thought it would be fun to play with him. So, I said, “Hey, Bhai, let’s play together this Sunday!”
But to my surprise, he frowned and said, “No!”
“Why not?” I asked, sitting up straight.
He looked at me seriously and said, “Because whenever you play with my toys, you never give me money!”
I was shocked. “What money? What are you talking about?”
Now he crossed his arms and said in a very serious tone, “Don’t act like you don’t know. Every time you use my toys or anything that belongs to me, you should give me money!”
I was confused. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you talking like this?”
“Nothing is wrong with me,” he said stubbornly. “Listen, sister, if you use anything of mine, you have to pay for it. That’s the rule.”
I sighed and decided to let it go for now. “Alright, let me bring my laptop,” I said.
I went to my study table, picked up my laptop, and tried to turn it on. But to my dismay, it wouldn’t start. “Oh no!” I said to myself. Then I remembered—I had left the charger in my brother’s school bag.
I walked over to his bag, which was lying on a chair, and began searching for the charger. As I opened his bag, I noticed something odd. There was a small pouch inside, and when I opened it, I found it was full of coins and some notes!
“Bhai!” I shouted, holding up the pouch. “how do you have so much money in your bag?”
Bhai was shocked, he turned towards me and said, “Umm…” he hesitated. “I sold all my stationery to my friends at school to get that money.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. “Bhai, that’s not right! You shouldn’t sell your things like that. You need your stationery for school!”
“But why, sister?” he asked, tears welling up in his eyes. “I just wanted some money for myself.”
I knelt down beside him and said gently, “Bhai, being greedy is not a good thing. Do you know what happens when someone becomes too greedy?”
He shook his head.
“Come here, I’ll show you,” I said. I opened my laptop, plugged in the charger, and turned it on. Then, I searched for the meaning of greediness on Google. I found a simple explanation and showed it to him.
“Look here, Bhai,” I said, pointing at the screen. “If you are very greedy, people will not like you. They will feel upset and hurt. But if you are kind and generous, everyone will love you. Do you understand?”
He nodded slowly. “So, what should I do now?”
I smiled and said, “You should return the money to your friends and apologize to them. And remember, it’s okay to share your things without asking for anything in return. That is what will make you a good person.”
My brother thought for a moment and then said, “Okay, sister. I will return all the money to my friends tomorrow. I don’t want to be greedy anymore.”
“That’s my good brother!” I said, giving him a big hug. “Now, shall we play together?”
“Yes, sister!” he said, smiling brightly.
We spent the rest of the afternoon playing with his toys, laughing and building funny shapes with his blocks. As we played, I couldn’t help but think how lucky I was to have such a sweet little brother.
“You’re the best sister in the world,” my brother said suddenly, looking up at me.
“And you’re the best brother,” I replied, ruffling his hair.
It was the perfect Sunday after all.