Gray

Gray

Is there anything in this world that is purely black or white? In my opinion, everything in this world has some shade of gray. Just more or less on a brighter or the darker side. Yes, everything has a hue. It’s our vision that decides what shade the object possesses. And I wishfully desire a defective vision. I want to perceive everything as a shade of white. Am I too wistful? Yes I am. Am I sounding a like a psycho? Yes I am. No matter what I may sound, I am just an egocentric, common man and I want to see the world around me as white in my point of view. I optimistically perceive every act by every person as an innocuous one being driven by his simple and honest thoughts and I wish to succeed in my every attempt of my biased perception. And every now and then something tells me that it’s only my greed to see the things as I like them to be. Am I making a fool of myself? Is the world really a beautiful place as we all expect it to be? I keep asking myself and the shades of gray around me smirk at me. They smile and say that the world will not be beautiful without us. What would the world be without issues, challenges, traumas, tyrannies? Would there exist anything called hope or progress? And it ignites my thoughts.. Should I accept it as it is? Agreed that the world has always been full of challenges and troubles. But that gives the impetus to good deeds. Let us contribute towards making the world a better place. There would be no sunrise if there was no night. There would be no success if there were no challenges. There would be no goods if there were no bads. No one would pray to god if we knew that there is no evil. It is the combination of such black and white that has made the world around a gray mixture and we are the entities that decide the shade of it. Let’s accept that there would be no pleasure of success if there was no fear of failure. Let’s accept the fact that the world is full of problems. Challenges and issues are plenty and never going to end. The world that we dream about will only be in our dreams. But take them as a motivation and jump every hurdle as it is the last and toughest one. I would be happy if I fall down as I can then see an opportunity to rise. Every inch I move towards white will give me pleasure and I thank the gray hurdle for challenging me to surpass it and making me go on. And I am sure that I am moving in the right direction towards brightness and no matter how much I cry, one day I’ll die with a bliss that would reflect the ultimate brightness I will experience in the pursuit of surpassing the gray.