The Mosaic Of Grey

"Ho, mala sagla badlaychay" (yes, I want to change everything). I remember telling this to my parents when they were highly reluctant to change the pink curtains in my room, which they had grown fond of more than me,  through all the years of my childhood. 

My room was getting renovated, and as a newly entitled adolescent, I was hell-bent on changing the signs of every pink, "Aphroditish" existence in my room. So, like every other teenager with a rebel mode on, I themed my room to grey from pink. Satisfied with this pretty evident announcement of "being old enough", I have lived the past 5 years of my life. But little did I know the true meaning of this grey surrounding me.

With whatever we all have seen or heard till now, we have a pretty binary understanding of positivity and negativity. We associate optimism with everything good and bright, and pessimism with the exact opposite. But, this utopian vision entraps us in two extremes, which does not work in the real world. The truth is, that positivity and negativity are bound to go together, in whichever situation one is. So, what does having a "positive outlook" mean? Well, everyone can have different opinions on this, I have presented my take in the form of a poem below:

Stroking his paintbrush

the artist contemplates

his painting which radiates 

nothing but happiness.

Bright and mellow

the colours seem to ask

What could go wrong?

as all the dissapointments they mask.

Just then, the artist in gusto

is interrupted by the sound

of a fearful stroke of wind

banging onto the window

An intricately woven nest

has seen its fall

the brightness of the painting

into dullness has dissolved.

Picking up a new canvas

the artist creates darkness

As a nest woven with diligence

did not deserve this end.

At near completion

the artist looks out.

Awed, he finds the weaver finch

building her nest, all anew.

Sure it is a twig by twig

painfully slow process

but her marching on

is just what it takes

The artist sees his two creations

one too happy, one too sad

until a realisation dawns,

that is must not be white and black

The artist paints one last time

to decode what true hope is

then creates a mosaic of grey

that is deemed to be his masterpiece.

So, embracing the greys surrounding us and simply navigating through them, is what a positive outlook is, according to me.

It turned way too much philosophical right? Can't help it, because I realised this transition in my perception of hope today at 1 am, when I was scrollling through all my posts on this blog right from May 14, 2020 till today, and I felt it important to pen it down. Itna toh banta hai, to justify 1am thoughts😉

Thank you so much for reading this post, we'll meet again with a next post.

Do let me know your thoughts on "Grey" !