Here I want to say something that I cannot carry as a baggage on my mind,
Cool,we meet New people.Share a few things,mingle a little more,click with a few and just the two souls merge.However,few do not realise,that when once the colors are mixed as one they can't be separated.
They carry the tinge long after they are left without even touching.The best part is that the change that it carries with it, is really remarkable.I love the feeling,when as soon as I am attached with a new color and I slightly start turning into there color.However,neither that is there color,nor Mine.Together we Generate a different shade and we start loving that and once the picture is Painted and Canvas shines in a new vision and whoever next comes in touch encounter with the color that isn't the real shade,it changes.The phenomenon continues and the way it merges with the quality color,it paints the picture in that way.
But have you ever wondered that what happens when a color suits you,your eyes,your heart?
You get stuck.You want to use it again and again and paint the canvas in that color only,Although you love other colors in the crayon box;but that one color has lovingly painted your soul in it that however,you enjoy the outcome of other colors but still your brush stops on that one color and again you wish to paint it in that color,No matter what,If in case;in the process as its ought to be,that color finishes off you don't pick the other one.You wait to buy that color,because if incase you use some other color in that place,it will destroy your painting.
So meanwhile you enjoy the work of other colors but that place is still waiting right there for that shade,you didn't destroy the canvas.
Thats what life is!
Hence,for me;its Red.Its always been red.Odrwise I enjoy the white canvas,that's not really bad.It also tell a story if a viewer has eyes for it.
Love ya!
Godbls!
Preksha*