THE UNIQUE US

The mess

On the other hand our chaotic duo never leaving chance to tease or irritate each other.

Shin :- how coward you are
Tara:- who? Me!? Huh!
Shin:- of course you are
Tara:- tell me why you always irritate me
Shin:- because I love to irritate you
Tara:- oh really ( she give tight smile)  don't you think this place is so quite.
Shin:- yes, only one thing is noisy here
Tara:- and what's that...
Shin:- it's of course you ( he started to run)
Tara:- you.... ( she ran  behind him to beat him up) wait.
Shin:- Catch Me If You Can( he turn  back  giggling and laughing while running)

                   After few min...

Shin:-( breathing heavily ) ok ok let's
stop..
Tara:- ( while catching her breath) Grandpa got tired so early
Shin:- No Grandma.. I stopped because it seems that you are tired
Tara:- No... anyways we can't be noisy at this time here. .
Shin:- yes... let's sit there.
Tara:- ok.
Shin:- actually this place is so quite, peace is here( dramatically throwing his hands in air )
Tara:- yes, So  how you know fumiko?
Shin:- oh, she is our childhood friend
Tara:- oh, wow and you guys are still together
Shin:- ( sigh) yes
Tara:- so, how you feel about her?
Shin:- umm nothing. I always see her as a friend. ( while raising his eyebrow) Why are you asking? Now don't say you fell for me
Tara:- huh! No way, who will fall for you( by looking at him with disgusted face) 
Shin:-( while  fixing his  hairs dramatically) you  know I am very handsome boy
Tara:- ( fake laugh) you are so into you
Shin:- you never know how many girls proposed me Till yet from our university
Tara:- oh.. Popular boy ha... ( she gave side eye)
Shin :- by the way when is your birthday?
Tara:- 20 August.. Why?
Shin:- so that I can irritate you that day the most( he gave sheepy  smile)
Tara:- how Creul you are ( punch his arm)
Shin:- I'm soooo cruel only for you( laughed)
Tara:- you know what I hate you
Shin:- ( winked) same from my side

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                     After one day...

It's second round of shin and Tara and this time they have to make painting in an open area in front of all the villagers and this time villagers will also vote to the paintings of the participants.

The contest has been started everyone was so focused. They have to make painting of the beautiful Village. By keeping in mind of having the scenery of the small man-made houses, innocent faces of the old villagers who has seen a lot of storms in their lives, who has also experienced many thrilling phase of this life, faces of young people who are full of energy, children's who are naughty and enjoying their Golden era, farms full of crops, farmers who are working hard in the farm, wives who are engrossed in cooking for their loved ones.

The artists were trying to capture this beautiful scenery in their  small Canvas, trying to replicate the cheerful, happy life, which is sometimes full of ups and downs with sweet sour  moments  of the villagers. The people who were way to far from the machine like lives of the town people. Living their peaceful, healthy life. The Brotherhood they had, the understanding, the love, the respect they have for Each Other ,having a sense of being like a family... in the background  there was birds who were chirping, trilling and whistling which was giving a soothing pleasure to Ears, the air feel so fresh and full of energy..  The sun's rays pierced through the clouds, casting a golden glow on the landscape .painting  the scene with a warm, inviting hue.

In between these peaceful, Pleasurable  place.one chaotic duo  who are the Trouble Maker. Trying to focus on their painting being together in a group to win the contest.

Tara and shin  has done with the rough  sketch on the Canvas. Shin started to paint, mixed all the colors. So that he can capture the scenery in his Canvas. Shin sat on a wooden stool, sleeves rolled up and hair slightly tousled by the wind, completely immersed in the rhythm of his brush strokes. The canvas before him fluttered slightly with each breeze, but his hands remained steady—eyes darting between the view and his work with quiet intensity. He kept some colours on the ground. Tara started to paint the mixed colour on the Canvas
Tara knelt on the rough land,hands already stained with streaks of orange, gold, and deep green. Unlike Shin’s precise strokes, her style was bold—unapologetically expressive. She didn’t paint what the village looked like; she painted what it felt like.