..Shh!..

You possess them, have a bag full of those. They are your Achilles's Heel- they are also your strength. At times your Nemesis, at times your nymph. We all know we have them, yet we try to obfuscate the issue.

Secrets.

They remind us of all the wrong we've done. They are an augury of our remedial course in future. A reason for your fall, a pot of gold to preserve. Secrets when revealed make you unclad- the facade gone, the being stark visible.

You guard them with childish care, they are your true concomitants. The power to be unpredictable lies in the way you treat them, fair.

There is a Master of Secrets. He knows what resides in your being. In him you repose your faith, and to him you are disrobed. He has his way of sweating out your secrets, you do it with nonchalance. And before you know you've spilled the beans, the precarious smile sprouts on his calm countenance. Behold your treasure chest, and let not one know what lies inward. He who knows must be humoured well, for in his hands your future unfolds.

It's about time the secrets were shelved in a corner far far away. Shh! Don't call them upon. Let them rest, if they must. You have many more to make.

VIBGYOR!

Tomorrow, the land will be coloured- hues of scarlet, fuchsia, mustard yellow and indigo blue. There will be the appetizing Malpuas and the scrumptious Dahi vadas. It will be a day to celebrate and a time to make merry.

Colours signify life- existence. They embody emotions and desires. Red- the colour of passion, Black- the colour of knowledge, and Green- the colour of envy. You can converse through colours as well.

Yellow- I feel good today.
White- Nirvana, shall we?
Blue- Calm like the sea.

For instance,

Professor- Grey
Student- White

Or,
Girl- Pink
Boy- Red

Get the drift? Er.. nor do I actually.

So basically the point is that colours make it simple for all of us; to say a whole lot of things that we want to, without overtly stating them.

Imagine life in monotone. Everything black, or white. How would we categorize people, then? Where would the shades of grey go?
We need colours to make life simple. To make it meaningful, and to express ourselves emphatically.

'Nuff said. I reckon I am taking away a lot from the festival of abeer and bhaang!

So, have a great Holi and let the colours flow!