Shades Of Soul.
My face is the mirror of my life. It displays every hues and colours the world painted on me. Sometimes love, sometimes anger, Sometimes colorless like water.
Seasons change, peoples change… But emotions, memories, sentiments from the past stays forever in the heart.
Some call me selfish, some loving or generous and some remember me as a helping soul… all the names given by the society. Actually it does not define me as a person, but their own way of judgement according to their need, thinking and character.
I don’t blame people as this is the nature of society or humanbeing… when in need they remember you, but once their needs are fulfill they will start judging you.
I don’t like to wear mask on my face… My face displays every true color… a hint of everything my soul possess… Loving, Caring, Anger, Hatred, Loneliness, Betrayal, Happiness and Sadness… All the shades makes me the person I am.