Ishi had never thought that it would be concluded like this. She's still confused whether the conclusion was good or bad, her own mind is not with her. Hence she can't do anything except to go with the flow.
It was a summer afternoon of year 2016. When Ishi saw her younger sister, rubbing the sharp tip of pencil on the surface of a sheet of paper, sitting comfortably with both legs folded aside over the bed.
''What are you doing this Chhoti?'' Ishi asked and lied on the bed next to her, calmly closed her eyes and take a deep breath.
No one would have predicted at that time, that these words from the throat of Ishi will change her life completely, not even in the dreams.
''See... I'm trying to draw this.'' said the sitting girl excitedly, pointing towards the wide bright screen of mobile phone. Ishi caught a glimpse of sketch of Korean anime. ''But why? I mean why suddenly today?'' Ishi asked out of curiosity. Ana again indicated towards the screen, but this time when Ishi took a look, there wasn't any sketch or anime, there was a picture.
A picture of a boy, wheatish in colour, looking as 14 or 15 years old, holding a football with one hand and staring at the camera. The background was of a field. It seems like his another hand must be engaged in keeping the mobile steady while taking this selfie. However there was nothing eye catching or different in this picture, but still never forgetable. The eyes of the pictures was saying something but not all the people were really able to listen them.