Khroizein

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Under the shining sun, in a busy street, people have their own business. Some are passing by, lovers doing some PDAs, beggars asking for help, businessman and woman rushing to go to their work.  And here I am, just painting an ordinary art.

It was boring, there's nothing new. Same scenario, same people, and same world.

Everyone thought painting was fun. Yes it is, but as time passes by, it becomes boring when you always keep on repeating the same thing. Being a painter was an honor, but I think this is the worst job that a person could have. Why? You cannot tell if someone would even buy your work. You don't know if your painting was good enough. All you do is wait someone to buy your works. Doing your best to paint on a piece of canvas, but then no one wants it. Sucks isn't it?

"Hey, that is an abstract right?" as I heard that, my world lighten up. It's like a miracle. For how many years of painting, one person finally noticed my works. "Yes it is! " I cheerfully answered.

"How much? I want to buy it" she brought out her wallet and started counting her money. She was like an angel that went down here to help me. "100 dollars"

"Really? That's cheap" She gave me 150 dollars that made me confused. "I knew you work hard for that piece, so I gave an extra tip for a job well done" As she smiled at me.

I immediately took the painting and gave it to her. "Thank you very much for your kindness, miss. I will always remember this day" I smiled ear to ear.

I can't believe it. Someone just complimented me. Someone bought my artwork. Am I dreaming?

I slapped my face and it hurts. Damn! I wasn't dreaming for Pete's sake.

I jumped happily like it was my last day to feel happy then someone interrupted me.

"Such a dramatic art" I stopped as I heard that. I looked at him, head to toe. I saw a guy wearing a suit. He was tall, musculine, white and charming. His body was perfect.

Wait, why am I admiring this rude guy who is criticizing my work?

"Hey, are you the one who made this?" as he took my artwork and showed it to me. I nodded as an answer. "Why does all your painting seems so sad? It's boring and lonely"

"I know and so what?" he is now getting into my nerves. "That's why no one buys your works. It was ugly" mouth dropped. What did he just said? Ugly?

"What did you just say?" I glared at him and cursed him a million times in my head. "I said it's ugly. If you want someone to buy your works, then make it more attractive and meaningful" and he gave back my painting then he left like he didn't committed a crime.

So he's telling me that my work was dull? I worked hard for these then he didn't care? Freaking asshole!