It was 9:30 pm.
I finished dinner.
It was yummy. The mother had made Chaat and she sure knows her way around it because she never goes wrong.
I had the last sip of my lemonade and I went to my room.
As I glanced around looking for my laptop I saw my sketchbook.
Bam! There was a moment of sudden desperation and energy. After a rather tiring day, I picked up my wallet and I rushed to my living room and mumbled that I need to buy something and that its really urgent. My parents were a little taken aback but I left no space for a conversation and ran down the staircase. They surely wondered what could be so urgent at 9:30 pm.
I reached the stationary shop and I picked my favorite pack of Stabilo Fineliners, paid and left.
I went home with a huge smile and a brand new pack of colors :')
This is what happens when you follow your calling.In that moment all I wanted to do was sketch. The feeling completely took over my mind and I couldn't even resist it. There was no procrastination in that moment and no boredom. I didn't even care about the polka dotted Pajamas I was wearing in a street full of people. Because there was something I wanted that made me happy. There was happiness.
Maybe that is why they say,
The things you're passionate about, They're not random,
They're your calling.You make time for those things however busy you are and however tight your schedule is. Those are the things that keep you going :')
Go paint a picture, sing a song or read that book. Don't do it for someone, do it for yourself! Hopefully Ill sketch, sing and write a lot too because in the end its just the happy days that matter!
A half-drawn sketch that I'll post soon,
Juie :)
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