Father! Father! , exclaimed the daughter
“Look!! I scored above 80%just like you demanded “.
“Hmm , finaly , thank god for that”, the father sighed
“Can I finaly now choose my field of choice, please?”
“Of course , dear,you are always free to choose , we will never pressurize you” mother again repeated
A light filled up her eyes
Like an aurora in polars
An eternal spring in barren
She felt as if her entire sadness was wiped over
All those years of struggle & patience finaly paid in her favor.
“Engineering , medical , IAS or CA ? Choose any you like ” the mother said
“No sweat no hurry
But think over it carefully
For it’s the thing your resume will always carry”
A never anticipated drought depleted her small spring of hope
The aurora disappeared leaving behind her life as lifeless as arctic
Her acclaimed masterpeice entitled”THE IDEAL FAMILY” failed to say anything in her motion but helplessly peek from inside the pocket
Irony swayed the entire room .
Life slowly started seeping out of her quickly traversing towards doom
The last barricade broke after 6 years
Her fleight of hand
was found close to her once warm heart again
Only this time not in regular paints
but blend of a peculiar red pastel color and infinite soaked tears.
I know its a little dark but sadly a reality.
– Karan Veer Mahajan