Life is an Art & We an Artist

When we born, our life is like a canvas without any color.

 

As we grow, the very first color we interact or came to know about is Mother which remains with us forever. The second color is Father and these colors continue to enter at various time intervals.

The picture of our life takes shape according to our thoughts, efforts and surroundings.

A good painter puts all his efforts to make a picture. In the same manner, we can also paint our life through colors of continuous positive approach, great efforts, humanity and unity.

The life of child shows love, innocence and tenderness.

A child’s love is pure bliss for anyone or everyone and so his/her innocence.

The life of adolscence shows zeal, eagerness and rigidity. These colors play an important role in our life to make this art beautiful with twists and twirls. As we mix these colors, we come up with new creative shades of these basic ones and that is what our picture consists of.

Now, the life of an adult shows colors of responsibility, ambition, hard-work, struggle, maturity and light of knowledge.

This phase of life which defines our past and future too. At this stage, we get one color from outside to add in our family through a bond called as Marriage without which any picture is incomplete. With this color, so many colors got added automatically that we don’t have any idea of.

Then comes the middle age which shows stability, acceptance, hyper-tension and health disorders.

And, last phase of life shows somehow contentment, discontentment, attachment, detachment, sometimes harshness, sometimes kindness and so on.

 

But I want to say that there are too many colors at different stages of one’s life. When one becomes a painter of his/her own life, then he/she can fill up the colors of his/her own choice. It is upto you or me which color we want to put in our life. The colors of kindness and love, the colors of harmony and peace, the colors of +ve approach and attitude, the colors of devotion and dedication and vice-a-versa.

In my view, a mother is the painter of her child. She provides the child the basic color. Surroundings put the effect of different colors on the heart of child. Situation gives the image to a child. A teacher gives the shape to a child. And the different stages of age portrait the perfect picture of the child.

So friends I’m going to take so many brushes dipped in different colors to repaint my life according to my choice.

Are you too?