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some confession...
on
October 09, 2011
in
personal
Dear Life,
When I look behind me, you form my trail. When I look ahead
you are my path . When I look around , you are a swirl of colors . You are a
dissonance of noises. You are a labyrinth of emotions. And when I look with in
, you are a mystery.
I conspire with time and together we unearth your myriad hues. When we started out , the bright colours of innocence , of unbridled happiness seemed to define you. You seemed to extend your arms to pull me into a pool of luminous joy. You seemed a beautiful picture of hope , love and peace.
Is it out of your very bosom that clouds of anxiety flew out? Did you hide under your bright shades , the darkness of sorrow ? Who painted the wild strokes of fear upon you ? Where did the thickness of Greed spring from?
Each time I look , you seem to change your colors. Layers of paint on your surface grows thick. The experiences of humanity over the years must have culminated into the collage that you present before me. I see in you memories , tears and laughter of people I never knew.
And just when you seemed to be the most undecipherable painting , I discover understanding. The new shade that i see in you , the strange combination of all your shades.. And suddenly you make a little more sense. I now see your colours, yet they don’t intimidate me. I now dodge greed , and try to overcome fear. I see jealousy and close my eyes. You taught me to manipulate you.
Yet sometimes you take me by surprise. You hide your glow and turn murky. You take away my understanding . You challenge me. As I stagger out of the dark alley, I see wisdom. The sublime shade that revels a few of your secrets.
You have painted me in all your colours. You have given me the wealth of experience. You have sprinkled over me twinges of understanding. Yet you lie ahead , a misty veil over your face. You lure me with the unknown.
Someday I shall form another layer on you , and my laughter and tears shall form lessons to somebody else in pursuit of you. For I may disappear someday , yet you will resound in every heartbeat and every breath.
I hope to make peace with you before I leave.
I conspire with time and together we unearth your myriad hues. When we started out , the bright colours of innocence , of unbridled happiness seemed to define you. You seemed to extend your arms to pull me into a pool of luminous joy. You seemed a beautiful picture of hope , love and peace.
Is it out of your very bosom that clouds of anxiety flew out? Did you hide under your bright shades , the darkness of sorrow ? Who painted the wild strokes of fear upon you ? Where did the thickness of Greed spring from?
Each time I look , you seem to change your colors. Layers of paint on your surface grows thick. The experiences of humanity over the years must have culminated into the collage that you present before me. I see in you memories , tears and laughter of people I never knew.
And just when you seemed to be the most undecipherable painting , I discover understanding. The new shade that i see in you , the strange combination of all your shades.. And suddenly you make a little more sense. I now see your colours, yet they don’t intimidate me. I now dodge greed , and try to overcome fear. I see jealousy and close my eyes. You taught me to manipulate you.
Yet sometimes you take me by surprise. You hide your glow and turn murky. You take away my understanding . You challenge me. As I stagger out of the dark alley, I see wisdom. The sublime shade that revels a few of your secrets.
You have painted me in all your colours. You have given me the wealth of experience. You have sprinkled over me twinges of understanding. Yet you lie ahead , a misty veil over your face. You lure me with the unknown.
Someday I shall form another layer on you , and my laughter and tears shall form lessons to somebody else in pursuit of you. For I may disappear someday , yet you will resound in every heartbeat and every breath.
I hope to make peace with you before I leave.
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