The Oops moment for Her Highness Poojali Snakewa!

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"Di, did you need something?" Arnav asked, softly.

Anjali turned to him, nodded and said softly, "I want my Shyamji back."

Everyone raised their eyebrows.

Anjali said again, her lips trembling. "Please, Chotte. Can I have my Shyamji back?"

Arnav's face clouded with anger. "No, Di."

Anjali made a puppy face. "Please, Chotte?"

Arnav moved away. "No, I said once. No, and that's final."

Anjali's face clouded with anger. "I want him back NOW."

Arnav screamed. "Scream all you want, Di. You are not getting him and that's final."

Anjali lay down on the floor and started beating her hands and legs on the floor, throwing a tantrum. "I want him now. I want him now. I want him now. I want him now."

Arnav opened his eyes wide and watched Anjali on the floor. Finally he exhaled deeply. "Di, first learn to behave properly. Then maybe I might think about getting you a bowl of icecream. But Shyam, never!" He walked out of the room

Anjali sat up on the floor and screamed, "This is unfair! This is so unfair! You give Khushi what she wants. Why cant I get what I want? This is so unfair! You are a meanie, Chotte. You are a meanie! I am cutties with you!"

"No, I won't eat anything". Anjali shook her head.

"Anjali bitiya, please eat something. Else you will fall sick." Nani said, softly, taking a spoonful of soup.

"No. So what if I fall sick. Nobody cares about me". Anjali pouted, rocking back and forth, fuming with anger. She was sitting on the bed, her arms around her knees, which were pressed against her chest.

"That is not true, bitiya. Everybody loves you. You are our little princess."

"Really? Then why is Chotte not giving me my Shyam? Huh? Chotte doesn't love me. He loves Khushiji now. He doesn't love me. Nobody loves me". Anjali stuck out her lip.

"Di, that is not true. Arnavji always loved you and he will always love you. He loves you more than he loves me. Please please don't cry." Khushi interjected.

"You are lying". Anjali glared at Khushi.

"Who is my good little girl?" Nani said, softly, smiling.

"Me." Anjali said, cheerfully, a faint smile appearing on her face.

"Bitiya, I want my good little princess to drink this soup now. Fast."

"No", Anjali shook her head and sucked on her thumb.

"Di." Everyone looked up as Arnav walked in. "Di, Mami said you weren't eating anything?" There were tears in his eyes, as he sat down on the bed next to her. Anjali looked away, angrily, her lip still stuck out.

"Di, I am sorry. Please drink something, eat something for me."

Anjali shook her head angrily.

"Please Di?"

"I will eat only if you give me my Shyamji." She sucked on her thumb again.

Arnav raised his eyebrows. "Di, please. I told you I wont.."

Anjali stared at him, angrily. "Then I wont eat." She stuck her tongue out.

"Di, you are behaving like a little kid. Do you want to be grounded and spanked?"

Anjali looked away. "You can do whatever you want. I will not eat anything until you give me Shyamji back."

Nani looked at Arnav and with her face, begged Arnav to give in. Arnav looked at Khushi, she nodded.

Arnav said through clenched teeth. "Fine, you win, again!"

"Yay", Anjali cheered. "Nani, give me the bowl". She gobbled up the soup in one go. Arnav smiled and caressed her hair. She wiped her lips clean with the back of her palm and grinned.

"Good girl. Now you get some sleep". Nani said, smiling. Nani and Arnav tucked Anjali in.

Arnav placed a kiss on her forehead and said, "I have spoilt you haven't I?"

Anjali grinned and nodded. "Well I am your goddess. You have to listen to everything I say."

Arnav nodded and smiled and caressed her hair, until she dozed off. Nani and Khushi sang lullabies. They left Anjali alone in the room, after she dozed off.

A few minutes later, Anjali opened one eye to check whether she was alone in the room. She sat up on the bed and cheered. "What did Chotte think? If he is Chotte, I am his sayani Di. I can make him dance to my tunes." She got off the bed and walked to the crib on the side. "Now, my Shyamji will come back and I can get as many rajkumaris as I want."

"Dhinka chika dhinka chika .." Anjali did a little dance and started swinging the crib. Suddenly it went out of control and it hit her leg. She swore loudly and bent down to rub her leg. Then she noticed something sticking out from under the crib. A piece of paper was stuck to the bottom of the crib. Anjali bent down and removed the paper from under the crib. She opened the paper and raised her eyebrows.

"Ooops!"

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