I glanced back at the manual on my table... filled with diagrams and instructions in Japanese... whispering to me... beckoning me to pick up my tools... to piece the parts together... to breath life into the scattered pieces with my hands... to show the world it's secrets... and so it begins... my journey into the world of Gundam...
Parts in shades of black, grey, red and yellow... lining of gold... as I work through the parts, I can feel the strength in those fragile pieces... as they joint with each other with a satisfying 'click'... feeling happy as they were able to carry out their given mission with success...
What makes a man depends on his believe and the strength of his heart.
Slowly but steadily, the pieces start to come together...
First the head... the eyes... then the torso...
then the arms... the fingers..
Then came the feet...
Then the legs...
Then the jet pack and armaments...
And finally... the one we have been waiting for...
