BULL'S EYE

"And… it's a hit again" the crowd of seven year olds cheered. It was Rahi Sen. She had hit the right balloons and gathered prizes for every hit in the mela. She went to the fair with her elder brother and her friends. Everyone contributed  2 rupees and Rahi enjoyed shooting and distributed gifts among her friends. The owner of the gun stall cursed his luck hundred times over. At last when Rahi left, he was relieved.

Right from her childhood Rahi never missed her aim. It was always a direct shot. Along with the eyesight of an eagle, she had steady arms. The colony was afraid of her, especially people with fruit trees in their garden. She could trip any mango or guava from the tree using a stone and catapult. It just took one chance. Her friends would always go on fruit treasure hunts with her. Her neighbours are tired of guarding their garden and complaining to rahi's parents.

If she was missing the general jollyness of the colony would set down. However mischievous she might be, she was the Apple of everyone's eyes. With her bright eyes and a beautiful nature, she was born with an exceptional talent. Key heart and aim of a professional archery master. Long before she understood that she excelled in archery she had this talent. It was as common to her as drinking, eating or breathing. Somehow she subconsciously managed to excel in this art form.

It happened To be a sunny summer afternoon during the vacation. After doing her fair share of naughtiness, she slumped on the Sofa in front of the TV. Flipping through the channels she stopped at last. It was a sports channel. they were streaming an archery combat. Her eyes were fixed on the archers. Pens help a magnificent bow in their hand. Took out the arrows and end for the target reminded her of the stories grandma tells her from Mahabharata. She felt like the archers weren't wearing any sports costumes but they were wearing elegant ancient clothes. It felt like a loner was taking out the arrows from the quiver one by one and any can see shot it. Was mesmerized by the beauty of the sport. It was her first time watching this. And starts the point which opens a new paradigm in the whole world.

When Rahi was asked what made her have an interest in archery, she would reply that it was her maths teacher mr Gonzalez. There were so many students in the classroom but he managed to hit one particular student from a great distance with a Chalk. And not once did his aim falter. The most important thing after enrolling for the course was to buy the supplies,i.e., a professional bow and arrows. Earlier she handmade bows from branches of trees and used it perfectly. But the feel of a new bow was a completely new thing. As soon as she got her now she won't be separated from it at any cost. She would even take it to her bed.

Rahi is an excellent student. Just in a few months she understood the tricks. Very soon she outdid all the other students of a group. Her coach Was extremely satisfied with her. He made her dream big. Har purpose of archery was no longer Limited to winning prizes at fairs and to break fruits from the trees. Harsh's next step was the district championship. She was a 11 year old girl at this first her first record official match. She was very excited. The archery community of her small town is just the bubble. Numerous students joined the championship. And it is no surprise that she stood second in her first trial. One was extremely proud and satisfied. But she herself was not. True that she could advance to the next level, state Championship, only regret remains that she could not back the first position.

This was just the starting. her future in Archery was as bright and prominent as a diamond. After that she went into several district championships, club championships, state championships and national championships. She always bagged the first prize. Parents understood very well that archery is by no means any fancy of Rahi but her soul.

Her house was filled with medals and trophies. One such competition was the state Championship. The tournament was about to take place and fall away from rahi's town. A train to reach the destination. It was a lucky day for rahi. The cold wind and the natural landscape outside the window of trains look appealing. Managed to get a window seat. She wouldn't get much time up before the competition begins. She looked out into the setting sun hit behind the trees. As the train moved forward so that the sun as if it was Chasing The Train.

Absentmindedly she kept her hand on the window sealed first inhaling the air that was gushing in. She was lost in her world. And suddenly the glass of the window fell on her hand.

Her index finger was not with her anymore. Next thing she knew that she was in hospital screaming and wailing. That is it. That is the end. Dreams, her life, her passion, everything went down the drain. Without her fingers she is incomplete. They are as important as her life. All the happy Times gone. The archery club the tournaments the prizes medals trophies comes to a standstill. When everything was so good she never realised what went wrong that the Fairytale life she led, turned into a dark shadow of pathos. Her parents were grateful that nothing life risking an accident had taken place. But they also knew the accident broke their little girl in fragments emotionally mentally and physically.

When Rahi entered the house, everything was different. Rahil's loss was not the loss of her family alone, the whole neighborhood suffered. There were no more mysterious vanishing of fruits. With the disappearance of a smile from Rahis face, gloom descended. Rahi had stopped talking with her friends. She did not like to read or eat or do anything. She locked herself in her room and cried the whole day hugging her bow. I had lost the will to do anything.

Then one day her coach mr.agarwal visited her. Over the last few days her appearance had changed. Deep into the socket and a dullness was all over her face. It was a pain to look at her. The whole accident was so unfair. Agarwal called rahi to watch a video clipping. She reluctantly came to visit him and sat politely. As soon as agarwal turn the TV on, something unusual happened. The video clipping was of a man sitting on a wheelchair. Had no arms. With the help of his mouth, he pulled the arrow from the bow and released it. The arrow moved in a blink of an eye. But Rahi senses every Millisecond the act. The arrow cut through the air hit bulls Eye. The man is famously known as the armless Archer, Matt stutzman. He is a very successful archer. Went to the paralympics to win the silver medal and hopes to win gold in future.

Streams of Tears flooded the house. Hugged her coach in a tight hug and requested him to not waste any more time and train her. Because he has to bring gold for her country in the paralympics. By saying that she took hold of her bow and arrow and moved outside.

It was very cloudy for the last few days, but today the town shimmered with joy and hope.