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𝗥𝘂𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗼𝘃:
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"Did I just slept in my study and that too specifically on tiles" I said in disbelief while looking at my environment
The room looks so messy while different kinds of tools, pencil and colours scattered over here and there
Last night although he came to complete his pending work but after an hour later he got himself engaged in taking out different sizes of old canvases and other old stuffs that are needed for creating an art
I was hell bent for her. I mean last night I painted her
I imagined her innocent yet feisty self and made my imagination into an art
Painting and sketching has been always my hobby since a child
After eighteenth birthday I have never made any portrait neither touched my collection.
But until last night I found myself giving life those old stuffs
I have never thought that I would paint in future that too after almost eleven years
At first I felt weird and strange when I held my the paint brush which was gifted by my mother
And somewhere I felt my old yet terrifying memories to be coming back
But I somehow managed myself to be clam enough and protect myself from it
Soon I found myself to be sketching Aarya
Yes I did
Yes I was sketching her
My woman
My lady
My obsession
Don't know why but it's only been four to five days knowing each other and she all ready made me break my walls which I have built all around myself for years
