"...I want to be a doctor."
I reached the countryside. I sensed a strange feeling like I was supposed to be there. After feeling like a vagabond for a month, I felt as I am home. My folks were arguing over farms and lands. The chaos is surrounded by the sweet smell of soil. The breeze made my hair danced in the air. I found a way to get away from the talk. What another way could be than cycling to small roads? I did it all the time in the city. I loved to find new ways on my two wheels. I asked for permission with some authority to my grandma, Because I was not ready to take no for an answer. She said, “do not go too far and take ‘ Rimjhim’ with you.” It was out of the question that I will go alone. I was brand-new and unaware of this village. I adored that girl. She was passionate, thoughtful, and knowledgeable. I could see the simplicity in that girl’s eyes. She was my navigator and tour guide, We rode to the station. She asked, “ didi , Do want to go to the shakti’s tem...