For children: Paru’s new classmates make fun of her because she is left-handed
Three things that Paru cannot bear:
People who are mean to animals.
Paneer on pizzas.
Her desk buddy. Not buddy, not even close. Desk neighbour. Like Russia to Ukraine, or Israel to Palestine, that sort of neighbour.
Paru slammed her bag onto her chair, making it wobble. She scowled at the empty seat next to her; it would soon be not-empty. It would be filled with evil. The sort of evil that book heroes battle. Paru wished she was a book hero because then she could also vanquish the evil that was coming.
Instead, all she could do was take out her pencil box, steel ruler and notebook. She placed the ruler carefully at the exact centre of the desk. The pencil mark on top had been gouged into the desk by evil. From there, the ruler sharply divided the desk into two parts. Nina’s and hers.
Suddenly, the ruler flicked to Paru’s side. It went careening and clattered to the floor.
“Your ruler is on my side, Scrammy Sinistral.”
“It wasn’t,” Paru glared at Nina, her eyebrows knitting together. “It was exactly on the mark.”
“I have told you before, Scrammy,” Nina plonked down on the chair. “You are the leftie. The ruler should cover your part of the desk, not mine. Majority wins;...
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