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.
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.
An armour it is, to survive this world.
The world where humans live, not humanity.
But I see those who are different, want to change.
Make the species mean something, again.
Books are not just stories, some are filled with life,
Some are with lessons or with the light to change your life.
Some breath music, some live music.
Even silence is music, the music whimsical.
Places can make you different, can change you.
Some stay with you, in memories or every day.
Finding one that makes you shiver, is a miracle.
Miracle worth holding on to.
Thirst to Be Better
Live, don’t just be,
Live in a way so serene, that your yesterday smiles and the tomorrow be
something, make your name not just a name but a name behind names.
Time flies like water,
Water flows like rocks.
We used to be one,
Now, one is just a number.
We thought we could grow together.
But looks like one of us got bored.
We waited, did we?
We should have… maybe
Leaving someone, something is a task
A task no one ever wants to perform,
But it’s just a way
Of living, living like humans.
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).
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On a Friday night, 3rd March’ 17 I got a call from one of my friends. I accepted the call in excitement as I had a few things to tell her about but I was left stunned by what she said. She told me that we were going on a weekend trip the very next day and obviously, I said yes but it didn’t really matter as I was told that I am going rather than being asked. We’ve been planning a weekend getaway for a long time now but always had to cancel because of some reason or the other.
We left in the afternoon of 4th March’ 17 and were excited for an amazing spa weekend. Because you know we weren’t initially going on a road trip, the trip just turned into a road trip when we couldn’t find the resort. And it was the best thing that happened to us. We enjoyed the amazing Yamuna Express Highway as we clicked lots of pictures. After all the driving we were finally there, we had booked a mini villa in the Shri Brij Radha Vasundhara Resort of Vrindavan. The resort was mesmerising, it was also calm, peaceful and picturesque. All in all, it was true to its pictures online and it’s selling point. We were in the resort for 17 hours and out of the total we slept for 7 hours because you know, night time.
The next day i.e. 5th March’ 17 we woke up early to watch the sunrise and just roamed around trying to inhale as much fresh oxygen as we could and obviously clicked a lot of pictures. After that, it was breakfast time after that getting ready time and in the end checking out time. When we were leaving the resort and thought about our experience at the resort we could only manage to give the stay- 3.5 stars. It was at a perfect location, it was really peaceful and the food was also amazing but the service and the maintenance weren’t really on point.
Since we were in Vrindavan we had to go to at least one of the temples there so, we went to the Bankey Bihari temple. But unfortunately we were five minutes late and the temple was closed, not the whole temple only the gates to see the statue of the god. So for future convenience, we know that the temple close at 1 pm and then opens at 4:30 pm.
Now it was finally time to head back home and this time also we took the Yamuna Express Highway and enjoyed the amazing view.
I was back home by almost 6 pm with a calm mind and kickass pictures.
Let’s experience this world in its raw form and let the adrenaline make us mad.
Humans have opinions and what doesn’t match theirs is abnormal.
Try, it’s the least we all can do,
Outcome, it’s the most we all can expect.
We call Nature our mother,
And we do treat her like one,
After we are all grown up.
It’s never about where you are,
It’s always about who you are.