"Who do you want to be?" asked Rhea. "I haven't thought yet. You?" said Rajiv looking at Rhea. "Well don't you think it's too early for us to decide who do we want to be? I mean, how old are we? Just eight right?" Rhea was staring into Rajiv's drawing. "Exactly my point! That's why I don't think about it much.You can't have any control on your future. Can you? Hey! What exactly are you staring at?" as Rajiv glanced at Rhea. "You draw so well Rajiv. I just can't take my eyes off it. Did anyone teach you the craft?" asked Rhea still staring at Rajiv's drawing.
"Can you guys keep quiet for some time? It's becoming pretty difficult for me to concentrate. If it goes on like this I won't be able to come first, you see?" the irritation was apparent in the voice of their neighbor. He gave them a glaring look and got back to his drawing. Rhea was taken aback. Her face turned red in embarrassment as she started coloring her not-so-beautiful drawing when she heard Rajiv chuckling. Thinking that he was laughing at her, Rhea, who was almost in tears. nudged Rajiv.
"No. You got me wrong. I am not laughing at you. I am laughing at that person sitting right beside you. Struggles are so different for different people. Right? Here is a guy who is struggling to complete his drawing, fearing that he might lose out on winning the first prize.And here I am still trying to adjust myself to the normal course of life. Even today I woke up well past midnight thinking that the earthquake has struck again. The Nepal earthquake has snatched away a lot of things from me, including my parents, but then it has at least defined 'struggle' for me."
"Can you guys keep quiet for some time? It's becoming pretty difficult for me to concentrate. If it goes on like this I won't be able to come first, you see?" the irritation was apparent in the voice of their neighbor. He gave them a glaring look and got back to his drawing. Rhea was taken aback. Her face turned red in embarrassment as she started coloring her not-so-beautiful drawing when she heard Rajiv chuckling. Thinking that he was laughing at her, Rhea, who was almost in tears. nudged Rajiv.
"No. You got me wrong. I am not laughing at you. I am laughing at that person sitting right beside you. Struggles are so different for different people. Right? Here is a guy who is struggling to complete his drawing, fearing that he might lose out on winning the first prize.And here I am still trying to adjust myself to the normal course of life. Even today I woke up well past midnight thinking that the earthquake has struck again. The Nepal earthquake has snatched away a lot of things from me, including my parents, but then it has at least defined 'struggle' for me."
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