Sunday, December 28, 2025

The Sofa Stole Bhavani BUT....

Bhavani had a bright idea for the school science fair:

“I will make a project that helps plants grow faster.”

She could already imagine her teacher smiling and her parents clapping.

On Monday, she opened her notebook and wrote the title in big letters. Then she looked at the sofa.

“It’s okay,” she told herself. “I worked hard in school. I deserve rest.”

She watched one cartoon. Then one more. Her phone beeped. She laughed at reels. The notebook stayed closed.

Nothing bad happened that day.
Or the next.

That’s why laziness is tricky. It doesn’t shout, “I am ruining your future!”
It whispers, “Later is fine, my love "

On Thursday, Meera said, “I tested my project today. My seeds are already sprouting!”

Bhavani smiled, but inside her heart felt heavy like a schoolbag full of stones.

That night, Bhavani opened her notebook. The blank pages looked like they were staring back at her.

She suddenly understood something scary:
The sofa was not stealing her marks. It was stealing her courage.
Each “later” was teaching her brain, “You don’t have to keep promises to yourself.”

Bhavani didn’t cry. She didn’t make a big speech.
She did something small and brave.

She took her phone and gave it to her mother. “Keep it till I finish 10 minutes,” she said.

She set a timer. 10 minutes.
She wrote one paragraph. Drew one diagram. Chose one experiment.

The next day she did 10 minutes again. Then 15.
Her project wasn’t perfect—but it was real. And Bhavani felt proud, because she was becoming someone she could trust.

On fair day, she looked at her model and thought:
“This is not just a project. This is proof I can change.”

Moral: 

Laziness doesn’t always look like sleeping. Sometimes it looks like “I’ll do it later.” But every small effort today builds a strong, confident you tomorrow.

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The Sofa Stole Bhavani BUT....

Bhavani had a bright idea for the school science fair: “I will make a project that helps plants grow faster.” She could already imagine her ...