Most of us are living in the grey area.

One day, ... in this birth or the next births... we will grow beyond this dualism.

From childhood, we were taught that black is associated with darkness whereas white is an emblem of the right.

I don’t know… but throughout this journey of my life, I think…

I have started to take a liking to this black… the darkness.

The shadows and the night feel like a part of me. Where am I?
I’m living in my own mental graveyard trying to take my white-self out of the dirt in which I buried it.

There’s this stone on which ‘Rest In Peace’ is written.
And yet, the peace is not for the dead. What a misconception.

‘The window to your soul’ is a complete misconception because no one can ‘talk’ to a ghost…

Do you think that after dying if I do something it will give the soul any peace?
Hell with it. Because the soul which is out of the body is in its own realm.

A soul is guided by its natural tendencies.

What I mean is… if a soul is taken out of the body, it will wander following its own subconscious tendencies… No man can speak to the soul. The soul only works on the principle of least effort. When it finds a suitable womb, it gets into it.

Making the outer shell of its cover accustomed to the living essence.

Ghosts are real.

Not in a way that should terrify you. But rather we could say that a body whose karmic structures are torn apart without maturation, its actual living substance, the karmic energy structure is still intact and thus, it wanders.

Like a youth whose body has been shattered by a car accident. The youth might have a sound mind and yet, due to the maturation of his karma, he is trapped.

That’s what happens in 95% cases of suicides.

Ghosts are formless. They are like liquid. And yes, this was the best picture which matched my desired depiction through words…

The mind is intact. The workings are still intact. And you can’t argue with me on that… Because what I call as mind… it doesn’t exist inside the brain.

The mind emerges and evolves as any human interacts with its circumstances.

Time passes differently. Because for all creatures it’s relative, except the creatures who gave birth of time and those are creatures of time.

A ghost wanders…
Mortals can be ghosts. 
We all need to be ‘ghosts’, 
unless we are conscious enough to escape when the time comes. 

Funny how… some people without even dying… live like a ghost.
A ghost’s life isn’t happy or sad… Because for the 99% of the time, which it exists in…

It is in the ‘grey area’.

And I was riding my mother’s scooty to the nearest bookstore to buy some files… when I was thinking about it.

The human life… also lies in the grey area. Neither too happy nor sad.

Somewhere in the between… Somewhere we all know deep down… perhaps, this is not the thing that we want… But rather this is something we need to strive for and hence, we tend to ignore what we have and don’t bring up the natural smile on our faces.

The most amazing smile of a child I’ve seen yet…

I had this realization a long time ago… couldn’t write it down. Back then, I didn’t realize that inspiration & motivation are temporary…

I used to cycle for 12 minutes to Baghmore for my Hindi tuition (it’s near the famous Puchka para where you can eat 10 puchkas for 10 Rupees casually). And often while returning back home on those cold nights …

This is the exact picture which I wanted to bring up… The darkness, the light, and the grey co-existing all at once.

I would look at the road with the street light on it.

It looked grey. The sky was black. And yet, the light from the streets were white.

Co-existence is natural and inevitable.

But perhaps…
when one transcends what we are living as…
perhaps, this dualism won’t matter.

There’s peace in the grey area.
There’s happiness for those who can enjoy their peace.

Happiness is somewhere the ‘sweetest’ in this grey area for the ones who have accepted life as it is.

One day… the light that breaks through the darkness of our closed eyes won’t be white. Not because of the inherent color in our minds…

But rather because we might have transcended what we are. One day, … perhaps, for a lot of people it would in the next births… but one day, the cycle will come to an end.
One day, you will be released from this cycle of suffering.

And then… the darkness and the light won’t matter.

Because at that day, you will grow beyond the dualistic view of your own mind.

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The day ends in the darkness… 
And rises again from its shadows.