| Kobi and I wanted to do something outdoors. So Moma said, "Let's pitch a Tent for you in the hills." |
| We worked very hard to find me a friendly place to pitch tent. DC(Daddy Cool) drove over the rivers... |
| And up on high hills... |
| And narrow, twisted roads |
| We arrived at a place called Lal Kothi which means Red Bungalow |
| Moma says it's a very old house that was built in 1941, even before I was born |
| Nestled in the valley, surrounded by mountains and the perfect backyard for my tent |
| Lal Kothi is Samit Uncle's house and he promised to teach me how to pitch my own tent. |
| There are many tiny parts of tiny tent that one has to understand while putting them all together. |
| First the small sticks have to be joined to make big sticks |
| I carefully watched Samit Uncle and how he fixed the sticks together |
| Soon I was fixing the sticks myself |
| The sticks were then attached to the yellow plastic to make it look like a triangle |
| After that we covered our tent with a second piece of plastic which was grey in colour |
| But something was wrong. The grey plastic wasn't sitting on the centre of the tent |
| Samit Uncle asked me to pull the string hard |
| Once the cover placed well at the centre, some more black sticks were attached to it. |
| I could finally see the whole tent taking shape |
| The last step was to push some long nails into the mud to help fix the tent on the ground |
| I was delighted in my new home.... |
| Moma said I could stay here for the whole day |
| So I called in Kobi for a cat nap but he was more interested in the grass |
| I called out to Moma, saying Kobi is being very naughty |
| Soon we all squeezed in for a picture while Moma struggled to keep Kobi still |
| It was getting dark and I rushed in for a bath before I slept in my tent |
| My best friend Swapnil laid dinner for us, so I had to quickly munch some |
| After that I watched some Disney and dozed off....and forgot all about my tent :-( |
