Ishika Ahuja | Age:- 15

The day was really beautiful and bright. The streets were covered in the golden light of the sun. It was dazzling, casting a soft glow on me. The walk to school was really long; especially on sunny days, it became too tiring to go to school. Dad didn't even buy me a bicycle like other children had. Not complaining, just saying. He always scolded me, saying there was no need to spend unnecessarily because it didn't take long to reach my school.