Vision

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"Where am I..? " You said as you looked at the bright light of purple in front of you, in this big white room, where you don't know where you are going..

Since having no other option, you go to that light, and there you see, Yourself..??

No, that was not you.. It was.. It is you...!!!

But this one looks a little bigger than me..

More in height too..?

"Am.i dreaming something..? " You said and pinched your left arm,

"Ouch.. Pain is real.. " You said and then looked back again at you.

The you who was sitting patiently in your room.

Well it didn't looked patiently, you were playing rock, paper and scissors with both of your hands.. Why..?

"Will I turn crazy in future..? " You said as you looked at yourself, with more wide eyes.

"It's decided then... " You said and got up, running out of your room, down the stairs and dashed out of the door, in full speed, your legs could attain.

You at first, looked at yourself running through your window, still confused what you were doing.. But then you decided to follow yourself to look at it, as you actually don't have anything to do and you don't know why you are here and the main question is How.. ?

You also ran with your full speed and followed the Bigger you, who was running without thinking anything and after running of 10 more minutes, the bigger you stopped, panting.

You were also panting, stopped at a little distant than yourself.

The bigger you then looked at the mansion, in front of which he stopped..

It was as big as it could be, with guards surrounding it, and with a beautiful garden and designs.

The bigger you took a deep breath and then walked in, not knowing what to do, you followed him silently, trying to not get caught by guards.

He was led in a room, where a young lady was sitting and an old man too. They were enjoying their tea when they looked up to your bigger self.

"So, what's your decision..? "The lady asked, putting her cup down.

" I... "The bigger you hesitated at first, but then took a deep breath, " I don't want your help.. I.. I don't need your help"

The young lady gasped when she heard those words, and then she stood up, furiously..

"What...!!! " She yelled from the bottom of her throat, "what do you think you are..?? If I won't help you, you can never become a painter.. You are an idiot to decline my offer. What I was telling huh..? Just take my help and become a painter, for that.. You will just have to be in our Company.. But you.. How can you decline such an opportunity..?? I would not just give you a chance, but also make you a participant in the exhibition, that is taking place after few days.. " She breathed heavily.

Your bigger self looked down, without saying anything, and your eyes became widen.

A painter..?
An exhibition..?

"I am sorry, I will be going now.. " Your bigger self said and dashed out of that mansion.

Your breathing increased and you felt anger growing in you, like a volcanic eruption..

You follows your bigger self out and when you saw that he was walking quietly and no one was around, you held his arm and he turned back, almost going to hit you , but when he saw you, he froze there.. On the spot.

"You... You.. Who.. How... You" He stammered and you slapped his hand away from your shoulders.

"Are you idiot... Have your mind gone insane or what..? There was an opportunity for us to be a painter.. For me, to take the result of my so many years of patience and hard work.. I am working really hard today, roaming around, getting part times and painting in nights.. Just for you to grow up and kick these opportunities down in one go.. Have you seriously lost your mind, or you think you are a big punk..? " You said, your mind was going crazy..

Your bigger self, then smiled. His lips, they were tightly pursed and his eyes showed sadness.

"Yes, you worked hard.. But not for getting pushed up by someone else.. Not for being someone's slave.. Not for.. Not for not being able to look into eyes of your younger self.. " He said, and you calmed down.

You smiled at yourself.

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