Tuesday, 21 June 2011


His heart was beating faster than usual that day. Walking back and forth on the field, filling the strokes with colour, afraid to paint outside the lines. It brought him back to childhood days, sitting on the kitchen floor, trying to colour between the lines, failing over and over again.
But today, after years of practicing, he'd proof the world that he could do it. This time he wouldn't cross a single line.