Assassination of a dream

A dream was born from the heart of a 7 years old, genuinely innocent soul. A dream to draw and paint. A dream to become an artist. At the age of 7, when the children of his age could barely hold a paint brush, he could draw and paint incredibly.

He drew and painted his dreams so beautifully, looking at the paintings by  Picasso and other great artists, from his drawing book.

Time ascended.

It was 2010 and he turned 10. He was soaring freely in the sky with his dreams.

One day he was asked, "Lad, what do you want to become in future?"
Before he could speak anything, his  uncle said, "Our son will become a doctor"

The people who, with the tag of modern human beings, are still the victims of stereotypical societal beliefs, clutched his wings and he fell  on the earth.

People started firing the bullets of hundreds of reasons on him, stating him the cons of his goal and convincing him that he could not be an artist.

In return, the society handed him a stethoscope and sent him to the medical college.

And thus the society assassinated a dream.
A dream of the 10 years old child.



Many thanks for reading!
With much love!

Suraj Raj Keshari