"Being poor means you can't dream. You must put your pride in risk to get just one pack of rice," he answered coldly.
Kanishka stayed quiet. Everything revolves around money. Many people died here as a result of a lack of funds. To keep breathing here, a pride must be sold. Anjali, Diya, and Raghav were all passed away. The doctor came to help after their bodies gone cold, he did not care when they asked for help. Lack of clean water and the abundance of bacteria are the main factors, he said. However, it was impossible to get over all of that even though the neighbors had protested to the government five years ago.
Loss shaped Kanishka to stay strong in the face of the harshness of the world. For Kanishka, mother is a wingless savior. However, her wings were broken ever since she met her father. Tamia, her mother's name. She is the second wife of her father. Her life is always covered like a disgrace. Tamia was always told by him that having Kanishka was a mistake.
Being born from an unwanted uterus is a tragic mistake. Being born in this place is also a big mistake. Kanishka's life is the result of many mistakes.
"How do you feel now?" Kanishka questioned, concerned.
"A little weak," said Tamia with her body lying on the bed.
Kanishka's mother has been ill since Kanishka was in middle school. Tamia spends her days lying and crying. She is begging God for a miracle to cure her lung disease.
"Mother, what's the matter with him?" Kanishka inquires once more.
"What exactly do you mean, sweetheart?" Tamia's tone was flat.
"Why does he only come to visit us on Sundays?" this question was once asked by Kanishka when she was seven years old.
"He is got a lot of work to do," Tamia answered, sadly smiling.
