She threw away the pieces of paper in the rain again. It was raining heavily. She cried like no one else could have and finally she got some courage and pulled out another paper and started drawing again. Was it just the beginning? Or an ending?
She filled the paper with the ink again of different
colours. She went on drawing the picture that was always there in her mind.
Apart from her mind, where she always used to had that virtual image, she
wanted to make it with her own hands.The rain stopped, and finally her drawing too. It
was there. Finally, she had put the virtual image of her mind in a paper.
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