Some days are just terrible. And for Priya, today was the WORST.

It started in the morning. She overslept because her alarm didn’t ring. She rushed to get ready but couldn’t find her school belt. Then she spilled milk on her uniform!

“Not a good start,” she muttered.

At school, things got worse. She forgot her homework at home. “Priya, this is unlike you,” said the teacher, disappointed.

During the English test, her pen ran out of ink halfway through! She had to borrow one from Sneha, losing precious time.

At lunch, she opened her tiffin to find that Mummy had packed something she disliked — lauki (bottle gourd)!

“Even my TIFFIN is against me today!” she groaned.

Then, during PT, she tripped and scraped her knee. It was bleeding! The school nurse put a bandage on it, but it stung.

By the time school ended, Priya was exhausted and close to tears. She sat on the school steps, her chin on her hands.

“Worst. Day. Ever,” she said to nobody.

Then Meera sat down beside her. “Bad day?”

Priya nodded. “Everything went wrong. EVERYTHING.”

Meera thought for a moment. Then she said, “Did anything go RIGHT today?”

Priya frowned. “No… wait. Actually, Sneha lent me her pen without me even asking. That was nice.”

“What else?”

“The nurse was very kind when she fixed my knee. And… I got 8 out of 10 on last week’s test. The teacher gave me a star.”

“See?” said Meera, smiling. “Even on the worst day, some things are good. You just have to look for them.”

Priya wiped her eyes. “You’re right. And YOU sitting here with me — that’s the best part of my day.”

When Priya got home, Mummy was waiting with hot maggi and a hug. “How was your day, beta?”

“Terrible,” said Priya. Then she smiled. “But it’s getting better already.”

She went to her room and wrote in her diary: “Today I learned that bad days don’t last forever. And even on the worst day, there’s always something to be grateful for. Tomorrow will be better.”

And tomorrow WAS better. Much, much better.