Grey

The world is only so much of black and white. It’s rather, often, different shades of grey. Everybody knows how to make a choice or call a difference between the good and the bad, the happy and the sad, the fulfilling and the unfulfilling. The black and the white. But this little life of ours here, loves playing games and twist and trick the hell out of us. 

The choices of rights and wrongs are easy to make, but it’s the choices between two rights or two wrongs which define us as an individual. It’s more about perception than mere right or wrong. It’s more about circumstances, than just true or false. It’s more about beliefs, than correct or incorrect. 

You know, the black and white concept is too objective and too unrealistic for a world like ours. I’d like to think that the world is very subjective. We are living in a million metaphysical complexities while each being a complexity in his own. Each one of us have our own drive, our own reasons, our own motives, our own past and our own thoughts. You might make sense to one, and seem utterly insane to the other. You might make mistakes, mistakes which cost you things, people, anything. But that’s okay. That’s how life is, always has been, always will be. There will always be something you did wrong, something you aced, something more. There will always be a hundred different perceptions to one story, and if you have to trust any, trust yours.

You know, think of it as a swing. You just have to sway to and fro. You can neither stay up in the air forever, nor can you spend your whole life sitting down there. You just gotta sway, to and fro, to and fro. And eventually, after a lot of falls and a lot of laughs, you will learn the art of balance, the art of grey. 

Until then, keep swaying :)

Yours succinctly, Khushi!