Colours
Sometimes it feels your
life is like a painting, only different at different times. Sometimes it’s as
easy as a simple, hut and tree drawing by a five year old, sometimes it is a
little more varied in style what a teen would draw in love and other times its
all abstract and you try hard to find the meaning hidden beneath the beautiful
textures. It can also be plain and boring like a white coloured wall, but the
same wall may bring in a lot of peace and serenity when your insides seem to be
revolting.
Shades of black and brown may keep coming and going through the patterns of life but a hint of a little blue or green of life make all the difference. The whole time you try to figure out the best colour to complete your painting when that colour had always been around. You just don’t realise it until the incomplete painting begins to wither away and you hit reality. You want to complete it anyhow, you have to make it work, your difference between a need and a want is so clear now and now you NEED that colour only to make it picture perfect!! |
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