Black White n GREY....

Does black and white blend to form grey, or does our obliviance miss the intrinsic presence of grey in black and white, in palette of LIFE. Today as I look at the humongous race to get one’s coveted position under the sun, it is not surprising to witness lines being crossed and conventions being compromised or altered. As kids we are asked to put everything in black and white, be it the high school science tests or when trying to save one’s skin after being caught by parents (something every teenager learns to dodge with time…). I know I am barely 20 years of age and just stepped out of the threshold of teenage , my experiences of life being thoroughly limited, but it doesn’t take an Einstein but a mere reflection to realize that life isn’t about only white and black but a million shades of grey neatly imbibed. I am not trying to send out a message that life is grey and grey is murky so life is murky. Rather my concern is who decides what is White and what is Black? These are merely the outcomes of archaic conventions, some like ethics & conscience still hold true to a good extend, whereas some social norms are crying for a radical revision. Being human, its our tendency to view the world through the tunnel of our own life’s experiences, which more than often lead to a biased picture. How often do we conceive an individual beyond what is conventionally right and what is wrong? Do we ever try giving second thoughts to what made the girl across the alley take up prostitution, or what compelled a juvenile to steal, what were the circumstances that lead to adolescence drug abuse and suicides… Blessed in our own shoes of comfort we choose to overlook these questions, simply because it is always easier to label the world by conventions than trying to write afresh on the slate. What we miss is the fact that each one of us is a unique individual subjected to even more unique and usually unprecedented situations, and conventions being the last resort to judge one’s consequent actions. We all vouch for the notion of omnipresence of perpetual evolution, doesn’t this call for reviewing these conventions. Grey according to be is not the shade to ascribe the traits of an antagonist as used in the thriller novels we all grow up reading, it is the colour of evolution, a colour that substantiates the very character of mankind. Life is abstract and has been evolving since genesis, not under the governance of theorems and axioms but with a new stroke that is painted on its canvas by every soul that walks this earth. I do not vouch to rebel against conventions or to use the realm of grey to get away with wrongdoings, it’s a question I ask myself in a pensive mood….what is GREY ? A mere amalgam or a shade that has carved out its own niche? Even on a blissful monsoon evening the nature paints the sky in a picturesque shade of grey, a grey that is most certainly not murky or gloomy but an indicative of transition,of not just seasons, but an onset on the citadel of hope and prosperity, something that makes you forget the everday azure of the sky…