|| इतना न मुझसे तू प्यार बढ़ा
के मैं एक बादल आवारा
कैसे किसी का सहारा बनूँ
के मैं खुद बेघर बेचारा...... ||
Author Pov:
A boy was roaming around the streets of Paris, France nearby Eiffel Tower observing the chattering & activities of residents, students, children, couples, toddlers with their antics & tourists with his keen eyes having specs on and a sweet smile on his lips.
He was trying to spot a place which suits his likeliness to create yet another art on white paper & adding it to his collection.
However, something sought off today as he was repeatedly missing his family consists of Shyam (his father aka Pitaji, head of the house & owner of DesignDome Furniture bussiness),
Mahima (his mother aka Maa, a housemaker who takes care of her small world so well),
Riti (his sister "Chhoti" who study in college in last year of BSc program aiming to become a teacher) and
his best friend Abhay (aka Mr. Chuha, a newbie in Jewellers shop learning to create ornaments earning 20k per month barely).
After walking for sometime he noticed something and went in that direction where a small drawing book was lying on the floor slightly open inside which a sparrow was drawn & he chuckled because what caught his amusement was the way it represented on the paper in weird form. The drawing was created by a child definitely.
Then only, he heard someone's voice from behind. It belonged to a girl barely 6/7 yrs old with 2 pony tails, chubby cheeks, designer top-skirt carrying a bag on her back. He turned to see the girl and forget to blink as this girl was resembling someone from his past whom he doesn't want to remember yet unable to do so.
"Hey Mr. whoever you are, pass me my drawing book." said the girl before him after pinching his wrist as it was hard to reach his height. "Oowuchh! what are you doing girl? Is this the way to ask for something from others?" he replied by crossing his hands over chest. "Nope, but definitely from you, you theif. Just give me my book back fast."
"Excuse me? I ain't a theif."
"Excused, hehe" girl countered back with a smirk.
"Aargh, here take your book & leave me" he handover the book to her ready to go from there soon. "Hmm, btw thank you for returning the book." said the girl genuinely. "Huh, are you bipolar or something?"
"What do you think?" girl replied raising her brows and lips curving upwards from sideways. "Umm, anyways did you draw this sparrow? It's quite wierd you know."
"Haha! actually it is cause it's drawn by my baby bro who is just 3 yrs old." said the girl clearly amused by her bro's creation. He noticed the affection of this girl for her baby brother and started missing his "Chhoti" a bit more. "Ohh, I got it. Ok then let's take our leave now. Bye!" "Okay then, Bye-Bye!" replied the girl and returned back to her parents sitting a bit far away.
He started walking again on streets with his headphone on playing bollywood melody and sat on a stone. He pulled out his sketching book & started to draw the sketch where a girl was teaching her little brother the painting in a loving manner, serene environment in the background inspired by the today's encounter with chubby girl & someone's memory.
"Hey man!...... Parthiv"
"I'm calling you, you duffer. Atleast be alert towards your surrounding. Heyyyy!" Jack shouted coming towards him and handing over his phone to Parthiv. Parthiv blinked and took the phone from Jack, put near to his ear and asked from Jack by raising his brows about the person on other side.
"Your pitaji" Jack mouthed. Realisation hit to Parthiv as his phone had been put on silence from morning and now a big lecture was on the way from head member of his home aka his father. As expected the lecture went on for perfect 10 minutes and then he was asked to come home for some days after his second last semester's exam end & upcoming holidays. He affirmed his father to come home for his holidays and spend time with the family. He sighed in relief as the conversation was over now finally. He returned the phone to Jack and went back to his college hostel room with him to submit his last assignment before exam as the exam was around the corner in a week after wrapping up his sketch.
Jack & Parthiv was roommates and classmates too sharing their college life with each other. He laid on his bed at night reflecting the today's occurings. And closed his eyes in peaceful slumber dreaming about himself being Artist once again hoping to this dream come true soon.....
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Till then, phir milangi in next chapter guys!
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