Ram lounges on a wooden chair, his feet dangling, eyes glued to a cartoon on TV. His spiky hair is as wild as his imagination, and he’s still in his pajamas despite his mother’s shouts from the kitchen.
"Five more minutes! The hero is about to win the chocolate race," he calls out, pretending not to hear the clatter of breakfast plates.
Ram[/@ch_1] stubbornly resists getting ready for school.]
His mother appears, waving a pair of blue shorts like a victory flag. Ram grins mischievously, grabs his backpack, and sprints towards the door—only to trip over his own shoelaces.
"I think my shoes are on strike today, Mom!" he giggles, rolling onto the carpet while his mother sighs in exasperation.
Ram slips into his seat at the back, pulling faces at his friends and causing a ripple of laughter. Miss Rina points sternly at him, but he only shrugs, pulling out a rubber lizard from his pocket.
"It’s for my science project… I’m studying how to surprise teachers," he declares, flashing a cheeky grin.
Ram unveils his latest creation: a sandwich shaped like a dinosaur, complete with cucumber spikes. His friends burst into giggles as he narrates a dramatic story of how the ‘Dino-Sandwich’ defeated the evil broccoli army.
"And then, with a mighty roar, it gobbled up all the broccoli and saved lunch forever!" he announces, taking a heroic bite.
Ram, now home, is perched on his favorite chair, recounting the day’s adventures to his mother, who tries to look stern but can’t help smiling at his wild imagination.
"Mom, school would be so boring without a little bit of fun. Don’t you think every day needs a hero… or at least a dinosaur sandwich?"
Ram snuggles under his blanket, his eyes twinkling with dreams of tomorrow’s silly schemes. As his mother tucks him in, he grins up at her, already planning his next big adventure.
"Goodnight, Mom. Tomorrow, I’ll try to be a little less naughty… but only a little!"
