The Definition

Characters, i call them colors. This world is a mesmerizing colorful painting. Some colors are beautiful, they bring changes into this world or even make us see things differently. Some colors never leave our mind. They wander our thoughts and dreams, make us think. These dreams give us desire, to write, to speak or even give form to an everlasting art. For me they are the most special ones.

How wonderful would it be if you had someone to guide you through your life. Our childhoods were as we lucky ones remember, filled with joy and the spirit of free will. It's told, a danger that you know not, cannot scare you. And in our childhood, we slept under the shade of parenting. But how long can you stay in the shade, what happens when you start to see the colors in life out of the shadow that we lived in till then. There are no longer any guarantees that you will find the right ones, or that  you will be fought fair. Despite all this, children long to grow, have responsibilities and enjoy the freedom of adulthood. When a boy becomes a man, he wins his freedom and tries to break free, but instead his shoulders are burdened with responsibilities and in time, he realizes the freedom of adulthood was a lie forever told. Now we can say, nature keeps our instincts straight.
Seeing someone for the first time, one could never tell if his color within is beautiful, a good color. Everyone is selfish, or they act that way nevertheless. I believe that living beings have a higher priority for their own life and well being, it's only logical. They might argue about it with sacrifices, but we never see a deer save it's calf from a predator risking it's life, what does it do, it runs away. Sure it laments from a safe distance, but does nothing else. Some situations in our life are similar to this, we might be the calf and someone in our life the deer. They simply cannot help us at some point, it's the  rule of nature. Some call it betrayal, some call it selfishness, but whatever it is, we hate them for it.
Some of us find the most beautiful of colors in our life, colors deep and magnificent, capable of sacrifices. Call yourself the luckiest in the world, when you, one day realize it and see in those eyes that always see you the same, the boldness defined, a color revealed.

The ad

After finishing my engineering degree i came home expecting a long vacation. Sadly for me, on campus placements were not written on the timeline. Sitting around the dinner table, my family talks about the whole world, topics change from one to another until they finally reach the future. My future. It's natural for our parents to be anxious about our future. After a few days of difficult conversation, while having dinner one day, i convince my parents not to worry too much about it. Impressed with myself, i take a peek at the TV.

A youngster sits at the breakfast table fully dressed to go out, his dad sitting in the opposite seat having breakfast. The son makes a sound to get his dad's attention and says " err Dad". Without any further notice, the   dad reaches for his wallet and asks his son " how much do you want son ? " and then comes the damaging part. They boy thrusts an envelope into his dad's hand and says "no dad, this is my first salary, it's for you.".

All of a sudden there is silence around the dinner table, every one seemed to be thinking deeply about something and i knew what it was. Just then i realized how an ad that everyone watching knew was staged and  unreal, could ruin your few days hard work and make the dinner with family routine awkward.

Crystal Friendships

What is friendship, is it necessity for each other ? or is it the likeness of thoughts? I have always wondered who among my friends really are true. But some things are best unknown. Would you believe it, if one day you realized that your best friend was never really true. Could you endure it, if a friend you saw as a brother cheated you ? Is it possible that people befriend you out of sympathy, or because it's rude to say i don't want to be your friend ? Some of your friends you might think are not in for necessity, what else could you think for the reason of a true friendship. Could it be attachment, or a choice for popularity ?

My father once told me "Friendships you may find, and you will believe in them madly, but time will make you realize that everything fades in it. Once you loose the necessity for each other, your friendship looses it's magic, everything becomes a drama, and slowly, fades away a friend that you once thought best in the world.".

In my college life, i have learned but a few lessons about life, about the irony of truth. What can you believe in? and who can you trust ? some are born lucky, they have the courage to trust their parents' words blindly. Me, i learned the hard way that it's just your own conscience. You are alone in this race, where sacrifice, emotions and sincerity are set aside  as weaknesses. By the time in life when you realize this, it's already a book of losses and pain.

I've heard that some moments can tear apart the dearest of relationships, the closest of bonds. I never believed it until the sands of time proved otherwise. The irony of truth whispered in my mind, deep and clear. The plunge of happiness that you feel when your best friend finds success, fades away and comes another emotion, one i hate the most,the one i'm yet to recover from.

Etched In My Heart

Is it true, that God created a soul mate for us, even me and you ? And is it true that everyone lives in their body until they fulfill their purpose? What do you do if your soul mate's purpose was fulfilled too early in thy life? What do you do, if the love of your life died. A point in life when everything is blank and you start loving white. Where do you go from there.The frenzy of love, is maddening. Anyone who felt it once, cannot stand the absence of it. I picture myself stand in a deserted graveyard staring at my sweetheart's name carved on a stone. That moment when the loneliness begins to sink in, your mind becomes weak and vulnerable. I see my girl dressed up in white, walking beside me to the depths of thoughts. She tells me not to give up, to live a life of happy memories. But how can i ? The pain of loosing your heart is unbearable, excruciating and unimaginable. Oh i will live, in those cheerful memories of your smile. They bring me silently, a cold chill and the will to slip away.