The colour wheel has been arranged in a harmony, to suit the nature of colours and to please the eyes, just like the shades of life. We all know life in primary colours, there’s childhood, full of wonder and rapt. Then comes adulthood, time of passion and ambition. At last, comes old age, where the light starts to dim and the sound starts to fade. Is this all? No.
What makes life, life, are the secondary and tertiary colours, the colours you don’t know of or don’t think about.
My favourite colour is Lavender, it is grayish purple or pinkish magenta or pale bluish indigo. For me, it is a feeling, lavender is hope or happiness or just life.
My Lavender can be your teal or turquoise or cardinal. Life is made of myriad shades, so live it in Myriad Shades, do not get stuck in the Red and Green and Blue. Live before you run out of shades.
The feeling of HUMAN SPECIES being a parasite is getting stronger every day. We all want progress, development but paying tenfold the price for it, seems like a vapid idea. We all have a business person in us, but, it is slowly turning into a thief. A thief of natural resources, other people’s virtue and soul.
I believe you all must have heard about ZAINAB, the girl who was raped and murdered in Pakistan or about the Delhi rape and murder case or the Mathura rape case or Jessica Lunsford case or Sandra Cantu case, even if I write for days at a stretch I won’t even come close to finishing the list. And the irony is that all the malefactors blamed their deed on the victim.
We humans always find a way to pin the blame on somebody else so, we stay clean. No matter if it is a crime against humanity or the course of daily life, taking responsibility is not our strong suit. We cannot just take and take and take, and make the other person completely hollow and not expect them to buzz. The buzzing will soon make us all deaf and we will still be crying, asking, what is it that we did wrong!
I greeted the New Year with all the positivity I could find in me and planned the heck out of it. It’s only been a week and I have already read a book and have watched five movies. The New Year always brings a great promise, a promise that the dreams will come true and things will be exactly the way I wish them to be. I know it isn’t true or even healthy to believe, nevertheless, this is my reflex. I am one of those people who hardly stay awake after ten O’clock, but, there is something glamorous about the New Year’s Eve.
So, this year, for the very first time, I experienced the cliched moment of striking the clock twelve and feeling Utopia can very well be earth, with my friends. We weren’t in a club, soaked in liquor but in bed, discussing the spiritual realm.
The possibility of souls being trapped in purgatory or possibly they don’t or can’t leave because there is no afterlife, everything is here and now, no there and later. The possession of the human body and the extent of its destruction. There are so many strands being tied around our neck, I don’t understand why we choose to add to it. Anyway, there were a lot more to our skull session than just, spiritual realm.
And soon the yackety-yak turned into yawning and, the New Year was here.
March was a month full of an empty feeling and somehow fulfilling at the same time.
I went on a road trip with one of my closest friends which was really amazing and something we’ve been planning for months.
I finished my creative writing course and now I feel a little bit professional. The class was an amazing and enlightening experience. In the class, I met so many intellectually developed and mentally skilled people. It was really hard to say goodbye and to accept that we won’t be discussing topics in the class every day.
I saw the Beauty and the Beast (La Beaut et la Beast) with my sister and it was amazing. I mean Emma Watson and a Disney production, it had to be amazing.
There was a lot more activity in the month but above events were a little more significant.
Mentally- I feel refreshed and ready to try writing in a different way.
Physically- I think it was the best month yet.
Conclusion- There’s always tomorrow (I hope).
It was all right and very productive at the same time. I don’t know if I was responsible for this all right month or the so called people I know.
Just like every new year I was motivated, I was going to make things happen and I was going to be “me”. Oh, don’t worry I was me this month actually the whole month, it’s just I was the version I don’t want to be.
I did so much this month, I was so into my resolutions and was trying so hard to achieve them. And I managed to tick off 4 things off my list- 7 Cliches for 2017.
I joined a course to learn french and I am really loving it. It is not as easy as I thought it would be but I do like a challenge so it’s perfect.
I also wrote a poem *yay, I am a poet*. Obviously, it doesn’t rhyme because I cannot rhyme, it is a free verse and I am actually pretty proud of it.
I found an amazing Chinese restaurant and the perfect thing about it is that it is in my area *low-key dancing*. And the food is “yum”.
I am also half way done with my room, it is not exactly a sanctuary right now but it is pleasing to my eyes.
Mentally- This month was a little rough, I had problems more than usual but somehow I managed to overcome them or maybe I just suppressed them like always. I don’t like talking about it which only adds to it and even if I do talk about it I don’t see a positive outcome.
Physically- It was all right. Still taking medicines, still visiting doctors and still don’t have a permanent solution to whatever I have.
Conclusion- I am ecstatic about the progress I have made and I am trying really hard to be the version of myself that I want to be. And it’s all okay.
Stay Awesome Humans.