Chutki!'s Elephant

Chutki had just joined a drawing class. She loved drawing by joining lines. She would sit at her study table and draw lines on plain paper.

 

 

 

Her mother and father noticed her efforts and felt that Chutki wanted to learn drawing. Art creates positive emotions in any child. It instils a sense of accomplishment.

 

 

 

They asked Chutki, "Daughter, do you like drawing? Would you like to learn drawing? Let's enrol you in a drawing school."

 

 

 

Chutki nodded in agreement. After this, Chutki was enrolled in a drawing school.

 

 

 

After class, Chutki came home and sat at her desk. She took out the drawing paper and sharpened her pencil. Only then could she create a precise drawing.

 

 

 

After returning from drawing class, Chutki sat at her desk. She took out her drawing box from the drawer. The box contained different types of pencils. These are essential for drawing. An eraser and a sharpener were also included. Twelve-inch and six-inch rulers were also arranged on the table.

 

 

 

Chutki began drawing lines with a black pencil on the white drawing paper. She followed one line with another. She drew a line continuously, then another next to it. Then she began connecting two lines with a third. She began drawing another line, connecting one line with another. This effort continued for a long time.

 

 

 

When she felt the shape was complete, she held the paper in front of her eyes. Yes, it was an elephant. In other words, her elephant had been created.

 

 

 

Chutki stared at her drawing for a long time, fascinated by herself. "I've just started learning. But what a wonderful art I create!" She stared at the shape for a long time.

 

 

 

Suddenly, Chhutki felt the shape move. The shape she had drawn began to take shape. It began to appear three-dimensional. It seemed as if some living figure was moving.

 

 

 

Chhutki was frightened by this. She closed her eyes. What kind of illusion is this? She wondered.

 

 

 

Just then she realized that someone was sitting at her table. Who could it be?

 

 

 

Chhutki slowly opened her eyes. A shapeless figure was sitting on the table. It was moving. It was shaking its big head.

 

 

 

Seeing this, Chhutki screamed, "Hey, what is this? Who are you?"

 

 

 

The figure said, "I am your elephant, Chhutki! You just drew me on paper."

 

 

 

Chhutki panicked, "You... and an elephant! Who made you? Did I? An elephant is not like this. Your body is pointed all over. Your trunk, ears, legs, and tail are pointed. Your entire body is misshapen and crooked."

 

 

 

The elephant said, "Yes! You're right." But I am an elephant. An elephant you made. You just drew me on drawing paper with your tiny fingers.

 

 

 

Chhutki burst into tears. She thought, "This is an elephant! I made such an elephant! Does an elephant ever look like this? What a terrible drawing I have!"

 

 

 

Tears began to fall from Chhutki's eyes.

 

 

 

The elephant was startled. He lifted his trunk and blew a light breeze towards Chhutki. He said, "Why are you crying? Am I that bad? But I am your elephant. Your creation."

 

 

 

Chhutki said in a sad voice, "You're not that bad. My drawing is bad. I have sculpted you so badly. You do not even look like an elephant. There are corners sticking out in places. Your ears, trunk, and feet are pointed. Is there an elephant made by God like this? I am a bad artist!"

 

 

 

The elephant burst out laughing. Chhutki looked at him, astonished. Then she said, "Why are you laughing?" On how badly I have drawn!

 

 

 

The elephant, becoming serious, said, "No, not on your drawing. Your drawing is not bad. You have just started learning to draw. You are still very young. Your hands do not have the precision and control. Any design becomes refined with practice. Keep trying and practicing. You will make me into a fine elephant."

 

 

 

All you must do is close your eyes and contemplate me. Imagine what I look like. Then start drawing the outline with a pencil. Consider the proportions of the head and body, the thickness of the legs and the shape of the nails, the length of the tail, and the shape of the ears. My eyes are quite small in proportion to my body. Keep that in mind. With some practice, you'll start drawing well."

 

 

 

Chutki was listening intently to the elephant. She seemed confident that with continued effort and imagination, she could create good figures.

 

 

 

Seeing Chhutki satisfied, the elephant said, "Okay, Chhutki, now I'm going to draw your figure. You keep trying. I'll see you again."

 

 

 

The elephant disappeared into the drawing paper.

 

 

 

Chutki sharpened her pencil, picked up her eraser, and set about shaping the figure into a well-shaped elephant.