Hues

Have you ever stood on a pedestrian bridge

And just looked down at the traffic below?

A disciplined trail of the head and tail lights of a car.

A neat, a Calm-chaotic-sort of a neat.

A glow of Reds & Whites.

There is a the noise of the city folks make & the blaring city lights

but the way you pause and look at the ordinary, extraordinarily mutes every nuance and blurs every happening.

At that moment you experience peace and somehow fall in love with the

ordinary, extraordinarily!

You are spellbound, a part of you want to be

because we are drawn towards anything which helps us escape the cobwebs of the monotony of our daily life.

If in that moment someone asks you,which is prettier the Red or the White.

You struggle to find answers because Red is red and well, White is certainly but, white.

How to compare apples with oranges!

The same goes on with life.

When people enter your life,they are all white.

A Speckless,clean & fresh page which fills you with hope.

With time;you laugh with them, cry with them,

make memories,try to replace some,try to forget few!

But in the due course

People acquire a hue.

A red hue, at times

it depends if it’s tinted with love or

painted with anger.

A depending on what colour they are,

we decide if they are worth staying!

Sometimes

we want them to stay, but they leave.

We can’t control them

And we should not.

Whatsoever.

So,it seems strange how time paints a person;

The same person who seemed white seems red now.

And both of them same, yet different!

And you wonder how is this even possible

At those moments we should just smile and

Sit under the star-lit sky and look at those blinking lights below!

Come and go, because this journey of a liftime gives us a U-turn like every other road.

So what went out as Red

may come back as White.

Or

We should slowly turn our Red of fury to the Red of love

If we don’t, time without fail will.

SO AT TIMES ALL WE NEED IS

TIME.