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In the sunlit living room at the foot of a wooden staircase, Manrika bounds down mid-step, eyes sparkling, toward Taj and Shazia. Taj smiles warmly beside a coffee mug while Shazia watches from the sofa, morning light streaming through curtains.
Manrika rushed down the stairs, eyes sparkling, "I had a dream I could click my fingers and go anywhere!" she told her parents, Taj and Shazia. Taj smiled, "That would be an amazing superpower."
Outside the metal school gate on a crisp morning, Manrika animatedly gestures as she recounts her dream, backpack swinging. Priya and Meena stand opposite her, leaning forward with curious grins, brick school facade and bicycles framing the scene.
At the school gate, Manrika excitedly told Priya and Meena about her magical dream. Priya asked, "Have you tried it for real?" Manrika laughed, "It was just a dream!" But Meena insisted, "Try it, just once!"
Inside an empty fluorescent-lit maths classroom, Manrika stands stunned between neat rows of desks, fingers still poised from a snap. Chalkboard behind her shows half-erased equations, and sunlight slants through high windows onto her wide-eyed face.
Manrika squeezed her eyes shut, clicked her fingers, and wished to be in maths class on time. Suddenly—poof—she appeared in class, first to arrive! She gasped, then clicked again, returning to her friends outside. "It actually worked!" she exclaimed. Her friends cheered and danced around her.
In a bustling school hallway beneath bright lockers, Rhitu looks up, asking a question, while Manrika beams proudly beside her. Other students in the hallway whisper and point, colorful posters fluttering under midday fluorescent lights.
Soon, everyone called her "Magical Manrika" because she was never late. Rhitu asked, "How do you do it?" Manrika replied, "Just believe in your dreams!" The school buzzed with excitement, hoping for their own magical powers.