The Magic Brush of Dreams Questions & Answers | Class 8 English | CBSE NCERT

(c) — The lines are an instruction telling Gopi to go out and bring home food; the speaker gives her household duties.

(b) — She is told to gather wild beans, fetch some rice, pluck the mangoes and bring home something nice.

(b) — The repeated command creates a rhythmic, chant-like effect, like a list of daily chores.

Mangoes.

It tells us that Gopi's family is poor and depends on gathering food — beans, rice and mangoes — from outside. Gopi is given the responsibility of bringing food home.

She may feel burdened, as she is given several tasks at once. Yet, as the next stanza shows, she would rather draw pictures in the sand, which tells us she is a dreamer at heart.

(a) — Gopi sits beneath the banyan with a twig in her hand, drawing pictures in the sand.

(b) — The winds blow by and sweep away the pictures in the sand.

(b) — A twig is a small branch, which Gopi uses to draw her pictures in the sand.

True. She uses a simple twig in the sand, which shows she is poor and has no proper art materials.

It reveals that Gopi is imaginative and loves to draw. Even without proper materials, she makes pictures in the sand with a twig under the banyan tree.

It could symbolise how the dreams of the poor are fragile and easily destroyed. Gopi's art is beautiful but temporary, until she receives the magic brush that makes her paintings permanent and real.

(b) — On a stone there sits a man with a brush in his hand, who calls Gopi.

(b) — He whispers and says "Hush!" because they mustn't let the village know about the magic brush.

(a) — His caution shows a careful and secretive nature; the brush must remain a secret.

A brush.

If word spread, greedy or powerful people — like the Zamindar — might seize the brush for themselves. A secret brush can only be used for the purpose the man intends.

The poem moves from an ordinary scene of a girl drawing in the sand to a moment of mystery and magic. The whisper and the secret create suspense and hint that Gopi's life is about to change.

(b) — He slips the brush into Gopi's hand and gives her an instruction.

(c) — He tells her to be sure to "Paint not for the wealthy ones, But only for the poor."

(a) — By giving the brush to Gopi, a poor girl who loves to draw, he entrusts its magic to someone who will use it rightly.

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The brush is meant to help those in need, not to make the rich richer. Its magic carries a moral duty: it must be used for the welfare of the poor.

Yes. Gopi herself is poor, and she later paints a muffler for a farmer, a plough, a shawl for a grandmother and a fan for a girl — exactly the kind of useful things the poor need. She even refuses the rich Zamindar, proving she keeps her promise.

(b) — The same speaker now asks whether Gopi gathered the beans, fetched the rice and plucked the mangoes she was told to bring.

(c) — As the next stanza shows, Gopi has done none of the chores; she replies, "No beans, no rice, no mangoes!"

(a) — Repeating the same words at the start of successive lines is repetition (anaphora), giving the questions a rhythmic, probing tone.

True. They repeat the very same tasks — beans, rice, mangoes and something nice.

The speaker is probably impatient or anxious about the food. The repeated questions show concern, and perhaps mild annoyance that Gopi has returned empty-handed.

The repetition connects the beginning of the story with this moment and highlights that Gopi has been busy with something else — the magic brush. It creates gentle humour and builds curiosity about what Gopi will say.

(b) — Gopi grins and runs inside; she is clearly not worried.

(c) — She paints a bowl of khichdi and waits until the paint has dried.

(b) — Khichdi is a simple, everyday food dish, which shows Gopi paints what the poor family actually needs.

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She grins because she has found a wonderful solution to the problem of food. With the magic brush in her hand, she knows she can provide a meal better than beans or rice.

It tells us that Gopi is practical and caring. Instead of painting treasures for herself, her very first painting is simple food that her family needs, exactly as the man had instructed — painting for the poor.

(b) — The exclamation "The bowl is full of khichdi, Gopi!" shows the painted dish has turned real.

(b) — The villagers streamed into the house; the young and old all wished to see the magic brush of dreams.

(a) — "Streamed" compares the villagers to flowing water, showing their excitement and eagerness.

The villagers (the young and old).

Because whatever Gopi paints with it comes true, it turns dreams into reality. The bowl of khichdi proves that her painted dreams become real things.

I would be astonished and delighted, rubbing my eyes to check whether it was real. I would also be curious to see what else the brush could create.

(d) — She paints a muffler, a plough, a shawl and a fan; the fortress is later demanded by the Zamindar.

(b) — She paints a shawl for a grandmother, and a fan for a girl.

(b) — A muffler for warmth, a plough for farming, a shawl for an old woman and a fan for comfort are all practical gifts for the poor.

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The man had told her to paint "not for the wealthy ones, but only for the poor". Gopi paints exactly what poor villagers need — a muffler, a plough, a shawl and a fan — not riches for herself.

It shows she observes people's needs closely and thoughtfully: a farmer needs warmth and a plough to work, a grandmother needs a shawl, and a girl needs a fan. She paints for each person what is most useful to them.

(b) — The news spreads far and wide, through forests, fields and plains.

(c) — The news spreads until the Zamindar himself hears of these magic gains.

(a) — The "gains" are the real, useful objects the magic brush has provided, which make the villagers' lives better.

False. The villagers knew first; the news spread far and wide until it reached the Zamindar.

It is important because the Zamindar is greedy and powerful. His learning of the brush introduces the conflict of the poem: he will try to misuse the brush, and Gopi will have to resist him.

Being a rich and greedy ruler, he will want Gopi to paint treasures, jewels and riches for himself. Unlike Gopi, he would use the brush for personal gain, not for the poor.

(b) — He orders a tall and grand fortress, treasures, jewels and riches rare.

(b) — He wants enough riches "to rule this land", which shows greed and a hunger for power.

(b) — He wants wealth that will give him power and control over the land and its people.

False. He said "I order you to paint for me", which is a command, not a request.

Gopi has painted simple, useful things for the poor — a muffler, a plough, a shawl, a fan. The Zamindar demands a grand fortress and heaps of jewels — luxuries for himself that serve no one but him.

A tall and grand fortress would show his power and protect his stolen wealth. Combined with treasures, it would let him "rule this land" — dominating the very villagers Gopi has been helping.

(b) — Gopi bows respectfully but shakes her head and says she cannot comply.

(c) — She says, "I swore to use this magic brush To help the needy by."

(a) — "Comply" means to act according to rules or orders; Gopi politely says she cannot obey.

The needy (the poor).

Her promise to the man on the stone is a sacred duty. She values her word and the purpose of the brush more than her safety — she refuses even a powerful lord to keep it.

It shows she is both respectful and firm. She honours the Zamindar's position by bowing, but she does not bend on her promise — courage with courtesy.

(b) — He roars and stamps his foot in rage, and bellows orders to his men.

(b) — He shouts, "Seize this brush and seize the girl. Throw her in the pen!"

(b) — "Bellows" means to shout in a deep, loud voice, showing the Zamindar's fury.

False. He ordered his men to seize her and the brush and throw her in the pen (prison).

It tells us that he is bad-tempered, arrogant and used to getting his way. When his order is refused, he loses his temper completely and turns cruel.

The light, playful tone of Gopi's paintings gives way to tension and fear. The roaring, stamping and cruel commands create a dark, threatening mood.

(b) — Gopi waits inside the cell upon a cold mud floor.

(b) — The Zamindar returns and shouts through the door of Gopi's cell.

(b) — The cold, bare floor shows how harshly the innocent girl is being treated in prison.

Inside the cell (upon a cold mud floor).

Though she is imprisoned on a cold floor, she does not seem to panic. Her quiet waiting suggests patience and inner strength — she still has the brush and her wits.

He probably knew the brush would be useless in his own hands, or he needed Gopi to paint for him. He returns to demand that she paint his fortress — proof that he needs her cooperation.

(b) — The Zamindar holds the brush himself and thunders his demand at Gopi.

(b) — He says, "Paint gold and rubies, emeralds bright, And you shall leave this hall!"

(b) — "Thunders" describes a loud, powerful shout, showing his anger and authority.

False. He demands a tall fortress, gold, rubies and bright emeralds — riches for himself.

He demands a tall fortress, gold, rubies and bright emeralds. He offers Gopi her freedom in exchange.

He tries to bargain with Gopi's freedom, thinking she will abandon her promise out of fear. It shows he believes everyone can be bought — he does not understand that Gopi's oath means more to her than freedom.

(b) — The Zamindar lies in bed that night dreaming of his gold.

(b) — While the Zamindar dreams, Gopi paints a winding road and a horse both strong and bold.

(b) — He dreams of wealth; she quietly acts to free herself — the contrast exposes the difference between greedy idleness and clever action.

A winding road.

At night the Zamindar is asleep in bed, dreaming of gold, and his men are not alert. The darkness gives Gopi the time and secrecy she needs to paint and escape.

Gopi needs a horse that can carry her swiftly and fearlessly past the Zamindar's men. The adjectives show she paints exactly the qualities her escape requires — careful, purposeful painting, as always.

(b) — The road leads out of the prison gates.

(b) — Gopi leaps on the horse and gallops fast through fields and many villages.

(b) — Galloping is a horse's fastest pace, showing how urgently Gopi flees.

True. She leaps on the horse and gallops fast through fields and many villages.

The road and the horse she painted with the magic brush come alive and carry her out of the prison gates. Her gift, used bravely, becomes her means of escape.

She gallops towards her village, where the villagers love her. She will probably try to reach them for safety, even though she knows the Zamindar and his men may follow her.

(b) — The villagers cry out joyfully that Gopi is back, calling her by name.

(b) — Gopi keeps painting while the Zamindar's men follow behind her.

(b) — Their joy at her return shows their affection for the girl who has helped them so much.

The Zamindar's men.

She is still being chased, so she has no time to rest. She paints quickly to protect herself and the villagers — presence of mind in danger.

The villagers' merry welcome fills the scene with joy, while the men following behind keep the tension alive. Gopi is loved, but she is not yet safe — the story's suspense continues.

(b) — She paints a mighty river wide, its currents fast and deep.

(b) — The Zamindar and all his men stop short and cannot leap over the wide river.

(b) — "Mighty" means powerful and large, which is why no one can cross it.

False. They stopped short and could not leap across it.

A wide river with fast, deep currents cannot be crossed quickly or easily. It stops the entire group of armed men without hurting anyone — a wise, peaceful defence.

It shows her quick thinking and calm control. Instead of attacking, she creates a barrier that protects her while harming no one — the brush is used even in battle for defence, not destruction.

(b) — She asks whether she should paint a beast to leap and chase the Zamindar and his men.

(b) — Gopi warns that the beast will chase them and feast on "you, and you and you!"

(b) — "Feast" here means the beast would eat them up — a frightening warning.

False. She only threatens to paint it; the threat alone is enough to make them flee.

She orders them to stop the chase at once. If they continue, the beast she paints will chase them and feast on every one of them.

Yes, it is justified because it is a warning given in self-defence. Gopi never actually harms anyone — she uses only the fear of the beast to end the attack on an innocent girl.

(b) — He cries, "No, no, no more! I'll leave, I'll go away!"

(b) — He turns and flees, and his men behind dare not choose to stay.

(b) — The repeated 'no' shows how terrified he is at the thought of the beast.

He flees. (He turns and flees.)

At the beginning he roars, stamps, bellows and orders; at the end he whimpers, flees and begs to be spared. The bully who terrorised the village is terrorised by a mere threat.

It teaches that greed and cruelty are ultimately cowardly, and that courage backed by a just cause wins. Even the most powerful wrongdoer flees when confronted by firm, clever resistance.

(b) — She paints a feast of sweets and tea, a courtyard bright, a band to play and songs of victory.

(b) — The victory is Gopi's triumph over greed and oppression — the brush remains with the poor.

(c) — The feast, the bright courtyard, the band and the songs paint a happy, festive ending.

False. She paints a feast, a courtyard, a band and songs for the whole village — she continues to use the brush for others.

At the beginning, Gopi was a poor girl drawing pictures in the sand that the wind swept away, sent out to gather food. At the end, she hosts a village feast of sweets and tea — from hunger to abundance, from fragile drawings to living celebration.

It signifies the triumph of kindness and courage over greed and tyranny. The whole community shares in Gopi's victory, showing that the magic brush belonged to everyone who needed it.

Gopi was told to gather wild beans, fetch some rice, pluck the mangoes and bring home something nice. These were the daily food-gathering tasks of her poor family.

She sat beneath the banyan tree with a twig in her hand, drawing pictures in the sand. The wind blew by and swept away the pictures she had drawn.

A man sitting on a stone gave Gopi the magic brush. He warned her to keep it a secret from the village and instructed, "Paint not for the wealthy ones, But only for the poor."

He did not want the village to know about the magic brush. Secrecy would protect the brush from falling into the wrong hands.

Gopi first painted a bowl of khichdi, because her family had been asking for food. When the paint dried, the bowl was full of real khichdi.

They streamed into the house, and the young and old all wished to see the magic brush of dreams. The news soon spread far and wide.

Gopi painted a muffler for a farmer, a plough for another man, a shawl for a grandmother and a fan for a girl. All of these were useful things the poor needed.

The Zamindar himself heard of the magic gains. He wanted Gopi to paint a tall and grand fortress, treasures, jewels and riches rare — enough to rule the land.

Gopi bowed and shook her head because she had sworn to use the magic brush only to help the needy. She would not break her promise even for the powerful Zamindar.

He roared, stamped his foot and bellowed to his men to seize the brush and the girl and throw her in the pen. Gopi was kept in a cell on a cold mud floor.

Holding the brush, he thundered at Gopi to paint his fortress tall, with gold, rubies and emeralds bright. In return he promised that she would be allowed to leave the hall.

That night the Zamindar lay in bed, dreaming of his gold. He was unaware that Gopi was painting her escape.

She painted a winding road and a horse both strong and bold. The road led out of the prison gates, and the horse carried her swiftly away.

They cried joyfully, "It's Gopi! It's Gopi! She's back again!" The villagers, merry and kind, were delighted to see her safe.

She painted a mighty river, wide, with currents fast and deep. The Zamindar and all his men stopped short and could not leap across it.

She threatened to paint a beast that would leap, chase and feast on the Zamindar and his men. Terrified, the Zamindar cried, "No, no, no more!" and fled with his men.

When the Zamindar turned and fled, his men behind him "dare not choose to stay". It shows that they served him only out of fear, not loyalty.

She painted for the village folk a feast of sweets and tea, a courtyard bright, a band to play and songs of victory. The whole village rejoiced together.

The magic brush symbolises the power of art and imagination to change the world. In Gopi's hands it serves the poor; in the hands of the greedy it would only have brought more wealth to the rich.

While Gopi uses the magic brush to help others — painting food, clothing and tools for the poor — the Zamindar wants to use it for personal gain, demanding fortresses and jewels. This contrast teaches that gifts are meaningful only when used selflessly.

Gopi made the right decision because she had sworn to the giver of the brush to use it "to help the needy by". The Zamindar wanted a fortress and riches "enough to rule this land" — pure greed that would harm the very villagers the brush was meant to serve. By refusing, Gopi stayed true to her promise and protected the purpose of the magic. Even though she was thrown into prison for it, her decision finally led to the Zamindar's defeat and freedom for the village.

Gopi's threat is justified because it was made in self-defence, at the moment when she was being chased by the Zamindar and all his men. She does not actually paint the beast or harm anyone — she only uses the fear of it to stop the attack. It is a warning that shows courage without cruelty. I might have tried to talk to the Zamindar first or paint another barrier like the river, but Gopi's way ended the chase peacefully and quickly, which makes it hard to improve upon.

The final celebration shows that Gopi's victory belongs to the whole village, not to herself alone. She paints a feast of sweets and tea, a courtyard bright, a band to play and songs of victory — all for the village folk, not for herself. It proves that even after escaping prison and defeating the Zamindar, she remains the same selfless girl who painted a muffler for a farmer and a shawl for a grandmother. The celebration also marks the defeat of greed and the triumph of community.

Gopi uses the brush exactly as instructed — "not for the wealthy ones, but only for the poor". Her paintings are simple and useful: a bowl of khichdi for the hungry, a muffler for a farmer, a plough, a shawl for a grandmother, a fan for a girl, and finally a feast for the whole village. The Zamindar, in contrast, orders a "fortress tall and grand", "treasures, jewels, and riches rare, Enough to rule this land" — luxury and power for one man. Gopi creates; the Zamindar would only hoard. This contrast carries the moral of the poem: the worth of any power lies in how it is used.

Three qualities stand out. First, her integrity: she honours her oath to the giver of the brush even when threatened with prison. Second, her courage: she bows politely but firmly to the most powerful man in the land, refusing to be intimidated. Third, her compassion: her refusal is not stubbornness but loyalty to the poor, for whom the brush was meant. A girl who stands firm before a roaring Zamindar on a cold prison floor is brave both outside and within.

The title is apt in more ways than one. Literally, the brush is magical: whatever Gopi paints — khichdi, a muffler, a road, a horse, a river — becomes real. The villagers themselves call it "the magic brush of dreams" because it turns dreams into reality. For Gopi, a poor girl whose sand pictures were swept away by the wind, the brush makes her dreams permanent. And for the village, it is the dream of a life free from hunger and oppression. The title thus captures both the object of the poem and its message about the power of imagination.

The poem begins with a playful, innocent tone — Gopi, told to gather beans and rice, sits beneath the banyan drawing pictures in the sand, and the arrival of the man brings a hushed, magical mood. When the Zamindar enters, the tone shifts to one of tension and suspense: his roaring orders, Gopi's imprisonment and the night-time chase. In the final part, the tone becomes triumphant and celebratory as Gopi escapes, frightens the tyrant away, and the village rejoices in a feast of sweets, a band and songs of victory.

This instruction is the moral heart of the story. It sets the rule that the brush's magic must serve need, not greed. It guides everything Gopi does — the khichdi, the muffler, the plough, the shawl, the fan — and it gives her the strength to refuse the Zamindar, even at the cost of prison. Without the instruction, Gopi might have been tempted by the offer of freedom; because of it, the magic remains a blessing for the whole village. The instruction is finally fulfilled in the closing stanza, when she paints a feast for all the village folk.

At the start, Gopi is a poor girl whose art lasts only moments — "The winds blow by and sweeps away / The pictures in the sand." This mirrors the condition of the poor: their efforts and dreams are fragile and easily destroyed. When the magic brush arrives, her pictures stop being temporary and start changing reality. The movement from sand pictures to painted rivers and feasts symbolises how imagination, given the right support, can overcome helplessness. It is the journey from dreams that blow away to dreams that come true.

The Zamindar has all the force — he roars, he has armed men, he has prisons. Yet he is defeated by a girl with a paintbrush. In prison, Gopi keeps her calm and waits for night; she paints exactly what she needs — a road out of the gates and a strong, bold horse. Chased, she paints a wide river that the men cannot leap. Cornered, she needs only the threat of a beast, never actually painting it, to make the tyrant flee crying "No, no, no more!" Every step of the way, quick thinking and a brave heart beat the sword.

Gopi is the heroine of the poem — a poor village girl with a twig in her hand, drawing pictures in the sand beneath a banyan tree. She is imaginative and artistic by nature: even before the magic brush arrives, she draws for the love of it, though the wind sweeps her pictures away. When the mysterious man slips the magic brush into her hand, she shows herself worthy of the gift. She is responsible and practical: her first painting is not a treasure but a bowl of khichdi for her hungry family. She is observant and caring, painting exactly what each villager needs — a muffler for a farmer, a plough for another man, a shawl for a grandmother, a fan for a girl. Above all, she is principled and brave: she bows but refuses the Zamindar's command to paint a fortress and jewels, saying, "I swore to use this magic brush / To help the needy by." Thrown into a cell on a cold mud floor, she keeps her nerve, paints her escape at night, and finally outwits the tyrant with a river and a mere threat of a beast. Her last paintings — a feast of sweets and tea, a bright courtyard, a band and songs of victory for the whole village — prove that her goodness never changes with her fortunes.

The Zamindar is the villain of the poem — a picture of greed and arrogance. He is wealthy and powerful already, yet the moment he hears of Gopi's "magic gains", he wants more. He does not request; he orders: "I order you to paint for me, / A fortress tall and grand. / Paint treasures, jewels, and riches rare, / Enough to rule this land." This demand exposes his hunger not just for wealth but for power over the land and its people. He is bad-tempered and cruel when crossed — he "roars and stamps his foot" and bellows to his men to seize the brush and the girl and throw her in the pen. He is also cunning, offering Gopi her freedom in exchange for painting his gold, rubies and emeralds. Yet he is lazy and careless, lying in bed "dreaming of his gold" while his prisoner escapes. Most tellingly, he is a coward at heart: faced with the mere threat of a painted beast, he cries "No, no, no more! I'll leave, I'll go away!" and flees, followed by men who "dare not choose to stay". His flight shows that a bully's power collapses the moment someone stands firm.

The central theme is the contrast between selfless service and greedy exploitation — the same magic brush that fills a poor family's bowl with khichdi could, in the wrong hands, build a fortress "enough to rule this land". The poem carries several messages. First, talents and gifts carry a duty: Gopi uses the brush "to help the needy by", never for herself. Second, greed destroys itself: the Zamindar's lust for jewels ends with him fleeing in terror from a village he hoped to rule. Third, courage and quick thinking defeat brute force: a lone girl with a brush outfaces a lord with armed men, using a road, a horse, a river and a threat. Fourth, art and imagination have real power: the brush of dreams symbolises creativity that can change the world for the better. The feast at the end — where the whole village shares sweets, tea and songs of victory — is the poem's final message: happiness grows only when it is shared.

Four values shine through the poem. Compassion: Gopi's paintings are all for others — a bowl of khichdi for her family, a muffler for a farmer, a shawl for a grandmother, a fan for a girl, and finally a feast of sweets and tea for the whole village. Integrity: when the Zamindar orders her to paint his fortress and jewels, she bows and shakes her head, saying, "I swore to use this magic brush / To help the needy by" — she keeps her oath even at the cost of prison. Courage: thrown into a cell "upon a cold mud floor", she neither weeps nor surrenders, but paints a winding road and a strong, bold horse and escapes. Presence of mind and forgiveness: chased by armed men, she stops them with a river, not a weapon, and drives the tyrant away with only the threat of a beast — "Now should I paint a beast / To leap and chase you through?" — harming no one. Together these values show that kindness backed by courage is the greatest magic of all.

The poem proves this statement through the story of the magic brush. In Gopi's hands, the brush fills empty bowls, warms a farmer with a muffler, clothes a grandmother with a shawl and ends with a feast for the entire village — its magic multiplies joy wherever it touches need. In the Zamindar's imagination, the very same brush would have built "treasures, jewels, and riches rare, Enough to rule this land" — gold that would sit in a fortress while the poor stayed hungry. The brush never changes; only the purpose changes, and with it the result. Everyday life works the same way: a doctor's skill heals only when used for patients, a teacher's knowledge matters only when shared with students, and wealth or talent hoarded for oneself brings no happiness. Gopi's grin when she paints the khichdi, and the villagers' cry of "It's Gopi! She's back again!", show the affection that selfless use of a gift earns — something all the Zamindar's imagined gold could never buy.

If I had the magic brush for one day, I would begin like Gopi — with food. I would paint community kitchens and fields of golden grain, so that no child in any village would sleep hungry. For the villagers, I would paint what they truly need: warm mufflers and shawls for winters, fans for hot summers, ploughs and wells for farmers, and books, blackboards and bright schoolrooms for children who walk miles to study. For the sick, I would paint hospitals with kind doctors and free medicines. Remembering the man's instruction — "Paint not for the wealthy ones, / But only for the poor" — I would not paint palaces, gold or jewels for myself, for the Zamindar's fate in the poem warns where greed leads. I might paint one river, too, clean and wide, flowing through every dry district, and rows of shady trees along the roads. When evening came, like Gopi I would paint a courtyard bright, a band to play and sweets and tea for all — because a magic that cannot be shared is no magic at all.

The mud floor is cold beneath me, and my arm aches where the guards seized me, but I am not afraid. I keep thinking of the man on the stone who slipped this brush into my hand and said, "Paint not for the wealthy ones, But only for the poor." If I paint the Zamindar's fortress and his gold, I shall walk free tomorrow — but what freedom would that be, bought with my broken promise? The villagers flash before my eyes: the farmer in his thin shirt, the grandmother shivering in her shawl, the little girl with the fan. The brush was meant for them, not for a rich man's rubies. I hear the guards change shift; the Zamindar is dreaming of his gold in his soft bed, and no one watches me. I must not paint anything to hurt anyone — the man never said the brush was for weapons. So: a road first, winding out of these gates, and then a horse, strong and bold, that can gallop through fields and many villages before the men can mount theirs. If they chase me, I will think of something then — a river, perhaps, wide and deep. My heart beats fast, but my hand, holding the brush of dreams, is quite steady.