Remember all those childhood hobbies which you undertook? The guitar you played, the songs you sang or just the art you drew?
Well, today was one such day when I was browsing through art section of a popular bookstore and I just questioned myself: Why not draw and paint again?
My friends good, here I am 25 years old holding a set of water colors and an art book talking about art! But then I still bought it anyways. Back in my room I managed to draw my favorite Mickey mouse on some sheets, after I guess around 8 years I picked up a pencil and really attempted to draw (BTW I prefer cartoons).
It felt amazing, the focus the concentration..for once I didnt want to see my chat window or my cellphone ring (and that doesn’t happen too often). I didnt paint the artwork I drew but thats already on the cards.
Its never too late…and perhaps those special skills never die unless we really kill them!