Siblings who had solace in the presence of each other, get trapped in the web of fate and luck, embark on their saga how they battle through the game of destiny called life, shielding each other from any problem hurled towards them.
This twenty seve...
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My arms intertwined with my siblings, his dipped in pocket, we walked through the concreted pathway. With each step my heartbeats fastened, hands turned clammy. I had no idea what to do in life, with every series and movie I watched, it changed.
I wanted to be a fashion designer when I saw, a boy from a village made it big in the fashion industry. An Airhostess when I watched a brave woman sacrificing her life for the passengers. An investigating officer, who in a jiffy solved a bizarre case in a crime documentary. A teacher who was loved by students as he succeeds in teaching by understanding them.
Unfortunately it was all temporary, nothing stuck with me. One day I wanted to be this, the next day I did not. Nor was I talented enough to pursue a talent. My life wasn't as pretty as it seemed on my social media. Yes, I did had my vacation in Rome but at night on bed, I weeped from the nightmare that was bothering me from months. I had best sibling on earth who always had my back but at family events, behind our backs we heard being addressed, "Bin mai ki auladain" I did celebrate my sixteenth birthday in Japan's Disneyland, but I had this void in my heart cause my dad couldn't come because his daughter had a big day in school and his wife wanted him there. My sibling always stood by me, I heard people saying, "Bechare Agastya ka bachpan khaa gai yeh," the taunts and the scoffs, it didn't take a stranger to say all this, our extended family was enough
I did not blame anyone, I knew this was all because of me, nor I did ever said this out loud, I did not wanted to come across as an ungrateful person, who had everything and still cried.
But didn't had anything.
Bhai gave me the possibles options that I can take up for a respectable and a sustainable lifestyle. He don't want me to go for such careers which will end up tarnishing our family's name and image.
That was when I suggested I should take admissions in an acting school. But, who was I even kidding, I cannot act to save my life. I was just trying to open up to a few options.
His options are the typical Asian choices for their kids, law school, business management, economics, Financial Analyst. With a heavy heart he accepted fashion designing and interior designing at the last. With a condition that I will only do the latter if I agree to my bachelors in a decent subject or do the grad course of law after my degree.
These options sounded boring to me. Heck that, I was living in this bubble where I didn't realise I would need to do a thing that is going to help me sustain a lifestyle. Not that my sibling is going to throw me out of his house. But what after that?
I'd just keep on living on my family's money?
With a weight on my shoulders, I settle inside our white suv, my gaze set on the busy roads as the car zoomed off in speed.
