Hope
Hope is white. White for it forms the very basis of our existance. It is what leads us like a ray of light in a dark tunnel. Well, too cliched.
Someone someplace sometime said, that if there's so much of distress, so much of pain, so much suffering, how does a human live ? Why does everyone crave for survival may it be in the worst of the circumstances. Everyone wants to live in this painful and afflictive world. That someone gives the answer too and the answer is Hope.
Today was bad, but I hope tomorrow will be good. If only I can solve this problem, my life will become smooth and happy. 'It will become better' is call of Hope. Hope, I confess, is not absolutely white but has a tint of dark in it too.I'd rather say blots of dark, because hope gives us way but it is hope that misleads us. Lets call it false hope.
False hope and false expectations conclude with abominable irony, trying to teach us, but our stubbornness can let us do anything but be taught. Hoping of something that just cannot happen is false hope. There are some rules nature has made for us and we cannot change them and even hoping to change them is slumber per se. Ignorance is bliss until the final result arrives then there's only one thing left and its called Regret. Life can never been smooth. Ups and downs shall come with the breaths and thinking that my life shall sort out soon, is only ignorance hence false hope.
Every human at one stage needs a partner, it is most inherent in us to demand for one and accepting it is no crime. So as every human 'needs' a partner hope needs a partner called 'awareness'. Awareness is the bleaching agent we could say. For when complete awareness is farmed then the hope points to the right direction. But one could ask, what is awareness.
Awareness. We are the part of something much bigger than us, stronger than us. Lets call it nature. Nature is everything we see and all that exists. Oh gosh! Come to realise that we're not free! We have our limits and bounds. Realising those bounds, those confines and realising the correct reality we see around us is called Awareness. Awareness is shiny white!
With the superior mixture of hope and correct awareness, I try to direct my life. Hence realising,Hope is white with blots and Awareness is shiny white, the bleaching agent.