Life for me is either black or white. Nothing in between. Some people love and respect me for this, while most of them despise me for the same. And yet I continue to be the way I am, because that is who I am. Most people believe that it is necessary to embrace the grey in between, but I do not agree with that. Grey is an uncertain area and I'm not really comfortable with it. For me it is always a yes or a no. Maybe can swing both ways and I do not like that. Although I love the concept of uncertainty when I'm penning stories or poetry, it has no room in my real life. Liars, hypocrites and sycophants all fall in the grey area and that is another reason why I loathe it. I'm strong enough to handle a broken relationship or broken trust, but not the fake ones. They trouble me and make me doubt myself. And I do not like that one bit.
I moved back to my old monochrome template. Although this has nothing to do with whatever I said above. Almost every blog that I visited recently had the same template that I had previously used. Every blog suddenly looked my blog and that is a dangerous thing. Also, I knew that no matter what template I change to, I shall always come back to this one. I like simple things and simplicity. Complicated jazz is not for me. This blogger template is fuss free and oh so easy to customize. I'm done with trying to find a suitable background and a suitable header. I tried to incorporate yellow or teal somewhere, but that was jarring. Green reminds me of excel sheets and orange and I still don't get along well enough. So I decided to leave it the way it is. Black and white with tiny elements of red and blue. They say that a blog is a reflection of its owner. Well, let me live up to it.
This doesn't mean that I hate colors. I love colors and everything colorful. But they are reserved for a few things only. Earlier even my clothes were only in black or white. But as situations in life changed, so did my wardrobe. I embrace colors easily now and they are very much a part of me. But black and white shall always remain my favorites. It has a certain beauty to it. Black is powerful and strong. No nonsense and it blends into everything. White is pure and sincere in every form. It deserves to stand out on its own as anything else will malign its true identity. It is difficult to work with white, but if you get it right then nothing is more prettier.
Both these colors reside in me in the equal amount and make me the person I am today. They give me the strength to be transparent in my words. No hidden agenda or motives. But not all of us have to be like this. I know a few people who are like this and I love them for that. The others choose to hide something but I still like them for what they are. Their hidden thoughts are none of my business anyway. I don't like to prod too much into an other's life. Live and let live is my mantra. If you can't do that, then please walk out of my life. Else, I shall throw you out. And I shall do this upfront and not behind your back. Oflate I have met so many people who change their colors at the drop of a hat. So much that soon they will be farting rainbows. Maybe it comes easily to some people. Changing colors I mean.
I have been taught to be honest and upright. It is not mandatory that I have to follow everything that I was taught as part of my convent education, but some things have become a part of me. I do not chant "Jesus" with every word, but I know what is right and what is wrong. And yes, there is nothing in between here as well.