Color's of Life

What makes me to write this? Even I don’t know. But sometimes you just feel burden of the unknown weight on you own shoulders and you feel everything is interconnected. And then sometimes they don’t. one would wonder how that happen. There aren’t answers to all questions. Some questions demand no answers. Rhetoric.

Yet, in a life something always remains so absurd, abstract. Wondering why this happen? Is that one needs to think about only good side of everything? Or one just needs to ignore bad side? Our perspective in life are so blunt to someone else, it also gives monotonous impression to but one need to understand for that person that perspective may be a way to see those coming changes.

There aren’t two sides to a coin. It has faces, curves, vertices. Sometimes in a life we presumes that things are either black or white, either true or false. But we forget that there exist shades of grey, blue, yellow, red…. Same way something is true for someone and may be false for someone else. Versatility. Individuality. Radiance. They depict so much character, one would almost a expect a pause. Almost. But it’s not.

Yet somehow, you try to pause everything around you. They energize, depress, anger, infuriate, calm, soothe.... They do all this and more. Yet, we can't give them life. They do that to us. Personification, you say. Suit yourself.

The irony, however, remains so volatile. When they choose to get together, stick together, join hands and support your goal they fuse and transform into a lovely, peacefully soothing white. When they revolt, argue, contradict, rebel and repel, they bounce away, reflect off, dissipate and diffuse to leave behind a dark, gloomy, almost toxic black.

One would wonder why that happens, what happens to the shades and colors. What happens to them? What happens to you? You'd think they are not interconnected. And then again, sometimes, they do...