It was my time to shine.

Some people might protest my idea.

"Why?", might be their question.

If I want to give a short answer, then I will go with, "I don't know.". If I want to go out of my way and give long answer, then... well, it is a long answer that requires context. Me and her interacted only once in our life. And that one time was what changed me to the core.

We have interacted once, but I won't deny the hundreds of times I snuck a peek at her whenever she was within my sight. That might have turned hundred folds after that incident. Although, I am sure of it, that she doesn't have any feelings towards me, but that didn't matter. I can't go on with my life with such a heavy burden in my heart. Maybe that's why people are so bold when they are in love. I thought of them as shameless— like why would you confess to someone you know who clearly isn't into you?— but I was horribly mistaken when I was faced with the same situation. What would you do if suddenly someone put an infinity massed stone over your head when you stood up, over your chest when you lied down, dragging you when you walk?

Surely you would want to remove it, no matter what. But you can't remove it. And as far as I know, though I am immature about these, the only remedy is to confess. If yours gets accepted then ye-pee! Or yours doesn't, get heartbroken and after a while, get over with it. A pretty harsh punishment for loving the pretty. Pretty doesn't only mean looks, don't get it wrong here.

As I was saying about my fateful encounter, let me tell you, being invisible is very harsh. You get bumped into a lot, nobody cares about you, maybe a few, but not all. But she helped me in my invisible state.

My favourite sport was basketball. Sounds funny, right? I know. Basketball is all about agility and escaping from enemy's blockade. That means I also get bumped in a lot.

I was not a good player of any sort. I never shone in that field, but I enjoyed it. I never really got to play with others in the club— none of them really took me in— but I didn't dislike it. Yes sometimes it got boring, sometimes I left. But watching from the sidelines are a different thing.

But...

Just once, in my life, I was given the opportunity to shine, and I failed horribly at that. I was selected to play with one of the teams, only because there were a lack of players.

"We are counting on you, lil guy. Show your guts.", one of my seniors stood beside me, resting his hand on my shoulder for a moment. They were huge compared to me, a twig.

We were playing in our outdoor basketball court, made of concrete. The sun was shining directly above us, and it felt like it was taking all the energy of my body. The sun rays stung like little needles all over the body that was exposed. All of us were sweating even before the match had started. I was probably going to get sunburns. But I didn't care. I was going to give it my all, no matter what. In midst of the sunlight, it was my time to shine.