One
of the sunny days she decides to put on colors on canvas.
After
touching both smooth and rough , she choose rough surface. I know its gonna be
fantastic creation. Rough patches bring out the best in us.
When
it come to choosing colors, all were included - red, blue, green, yellow,
except black and white. Nothing exists in black and white here. We are in shades
of grey. Sometimes good, sometimes bad.. sometimes happy , sometimes sad!
Two
brushes - no 2 and no 12, one for broad strokes and one to put details. Like in
monotonous broad years some days - bdays and anniversaries, some people- close
and not so close to heart, add details. Some stand out like red dot in blue
flower!
There
comes the chaotic thoughts and careless days, and random nights.
She
pauses in between and just look at it. One stroke hard, other adding flair.. lil
more water for those trickling moments.. lil more color for those when clock
stopped ticking!
She
wud never look up.. not for my clicking sounds.. not for my approval. Life
never stops. We get stuck in past or keep living in future. It just goes on.
Not bothered she creates her masterpiece!
