Seno woke up at 6 early in the morning, her eyes were all swelled. She tried to press them inward, but then left it. She put on her school uniform, prepared breakfast for her father and then left for Neo’s home without caring about her empty heart, kissed her father but her father rubbed his cheek, covered his face with blanket and inverted himself over bed.
She left crying. She herself missed the absence of a brother in her family truly.
“What is my mistake?”
She asked herself in a killing manner. “I am a girl – Is this my mistake?”
She arrived at Mr. Bhamani’s place and saw that Neo’s parents were asking her to wake up as it was the school time. Seno rubbed her damp cheek, preceded towards the luxurious bed where Neo was sleeping peacefully, and yelled,
“You fat lazy lady! Wake up its 7 AM!”
Neo yawned and said,
“I missed you last night pal, are you fine? I think I had a dream. Anyway leave it. It was just a dream.”
She asked as if she had seen a bad dream but she didn’t reveal it as it might be heart cracking for Seno.
“No I am fine you little dwarf”, Seno grinned.
“Have you taken your breakfast?” Seno first replied, “Yes I had”.
“No you have to join me anyway,” pleaded Neo and pressed her hand with her wrist, forcing her to eat.
They both ate some sandwiches and had a cup of coffee. She finally had a little of energy inside her. They proceeded towards their school. After break their teacher announced a poster competition where almost every student participated and the topic was “Hunger and Poverty”. Neo was reluctant in participating but the case with Seno was different. She marked her name in the list, showing that she was going to participate in this competition. Her brain was storming badly with ideas, innovations and creativity.
All the participants were then asked to start their drawings and paintings which they were supposed to complete in 3 hours. Seno was seen too much indulged with her painting. Though she never painted before but in this competition she was looking way too experienced painter. Hey feelings intensity was seen by the colors she used. She used all the dark ones- black, red, and grey. She was deeply indulged in her work.
Everybody was yelling for their friends so did Neo. Seno seemed to be lost somewhere. She was using her fingers, her nails, her wrist to give different shapes and shades to her painting.
The voice of “Stop!” was heard. She left her work. Everybody had taken the topic as they perceived it. “AH! It’s so intense,” said one of the judges while analyzing the painting. “Yes Sir! It is intense,” said Seno with a grin.
Meanwhile Neo was shouting with her friends for Seno but words were not capturing the ears of Seno, as her brain was seemed to be locally anesthetic with feelings.
“Hello! I am asking you dear, where are you lost? Can you explain your painting? What it is depicting?” the judge asked for the 3rd time.
Seno’s attention backed and she replied, “Yes sir, sorry sir, the picture is all about a mother and her child. Hunger is not only when you don’t have anything to eat, hunger is not only when you sleep empty stomach, poverty is not only when you don’t have basic necessities. You are also under poverty and hunger when you don’t have the love of your near and dear especially your parents, especially when they are physically with you but the love which is suppose to be there as a parent- is missing in your life. This is something which makes a child poor and hungry.”
Seno controlled her tears which otherwise would have been bursting out if she had not controlled her throat tight. She said all this with great intensity, great power. Judge was himself shocked to see the idea behind the painting. Everybody seemed to be hooked with Seno’s words as she ended. Everybody started clapping endlessly. After listening to each participant results were declared. “ I am glad that this school has amazingly talented kids, as a judge I have to make one participant the winner and this is something which is heart aching for others, who are not winners but we don’t have to lose our hopes. There is a lot more to come for you all, so do take part in these kinds of competitions as well like you did in this. Here I would like to announce the winner by saying that, the reason behind calling her the winner is the essence behind the painting. Apart from the painting the idea being depicted is truly amazing. It is our today’s need; every parent has to support their children because children are the basic and foremost responsibility on parents. And here is the winner, Miss Seno Gohar to whom we congratulate with all our hearts and whom we thank for giving us such a great depiction of the topic “Hunger and Poverty”.”
Seno walked upstairs, reached stage, hold the mic and said, “Thank you so much for the love, calling me the winner. Now this achievement and these kind words truly make hungry- a rich person.” She grinned while holding her trophy. The judge hugged her and said “I wish I could have a smile like you and I know you have something sparking, something amazing, and something unbelievable in you. You are so talented and believe me a great artist is dwelling inside you. Discover the art hidden in you. Reveal your artistic germs. Your painting is still flashing in my mind.” He ended and hugged her tightly. Seno thanked him held the trophy tightly and proceeded towards Neo. Where she tried to ask Seno, about what had made her think such but before Neo opened her mouth, somebody came and said, “Congrats.”
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