When she heard the final words
She leapt on her feet
When she heard those final words
Her heart skipped a beat

Her story of boy and witch
Had won the second prize
As the writer in her soul
Grew a formidable size

She had skipped her term exams
To come here and write
But now there were no second thoughts
She knew she owned the night

Smiling as an idiot
She danced on the crowded street
But little did she know
Life was just waiting there to greet

Opening her room's door
She screamed around with passion
"I've done it Kavya
I've won the competition."

It was then that she saw
Her parents standing there
All the excitement drowned
She was completely stripped bare

"What...how.. Hi"
She stammered over her words
But to feel her dad's anger
She didn't need no words

"We've sent you here to study
To do the precious engineering
And what is our princess doing
She's wasting her time in writing."

They had come to meet their girl
Witness her rise to top
But they left without a word
Deepa could only stand and sob

She had let down her dad
Even her mom's eyes reeked shame
In her quest to write
She did this act so lame

Watching her sob like that
Kavya engulfed her in a hug
Consoling her best friend
She became her tears mug

But Deepa had made a decision
"No, this has to stop."
Her heart filled with resolve
She stood up with a jolt

"That's the end Kavya
My writing stops here
First I'll fulfill their wish
I'll be a worthy engineer"

"You can't do that Deepa
You're too good a writer
That's where your heart lies
You should chase it without a fear."

"It may happen in future
I may become a writer
But my first task for now
Is to again be their daughter."

"Yes, I want to once again be that daughter they loved. And if it means to kill my heart, then so be it!"