The whites, blacks and grays

The three primary colours –blue, green and red . Then there are the blacks and the whites. This is what we were told at the start of our lives. Then as we progressed in our lives we got to know about complex colours . Now when we have seen life on our own we have discovered the mouves, peaches and turquoise. No i am not starting a colour teaching session.

All i am saying is that like colours as we grow up we see various facets of life which make us differentiate between the good , the bad and the umm the ok ones .....when we were young we were fascinated by any new colour, any new dress we saw, ant new toy kept on that mesmerising self where the most attractive of products were kept for display.

Now we are bound ....we look at a new dress which seems to draw you towards it....but then we look at the wallet which shouts “This is the budget for this month, dare not spend it “.But our heart still keeps beating for that dress or the one next to it. Trying to make a pact between heart and wallet we settle for the dress which makes the heart happy and the wallet not too angry!!!

Any fight in childhood is solved easily and fast. We shout “He took my candy , I am not talking to him any longer”. The “he” says sorry and mom gives you two candies in compensation. You happy, happy, dispute resolved...simple wasn’t it??? There was either black or white...even a gray did not exist.

But now there are many sides to an issue, any issue not just shades of gray but spectrum of colours. The good, bad, ok depends on the context, perspective and use. We no longer bluntly accuse him of stealing our candy. We think what he will think, what our friends will say, what his family would say, is it right, is it polite ,blah blah blah...... We keep the spectrum to ourselves, keep matching the best of colour mixes and then present our condition in the most pleasant to eye combination.

Our sadness has grades....i don’t feel good, i feel terrible, i m lost.....and our happiness also has various heights...i m glad, i m happy, i feel good, i m on the top of the world....every emotion we feel has various colours attached to it, every decision we take has various view points attached to it and every action taken by us has various implications to it...

Thats the youth story but as u grow old and the get into the grandma, grandpa stage we again start seeing the colours again in more basic shades...Reasons??? Your eyesight is detoriating, you are not bothered about others, you have had your share of choices and you do not want any more and last you wanna have a blast in the last phase of life.

You see, feel , realise various colours , various emotions during this journey of life. But in the end you realise that only the whites and the blacks exist, only goods and bad, there are no grays,no oks.... at the end they just seem to be ILLUSIONS of the mind ......