Monday 17 May 2010

Paint my Hair Black. Paint my Face White. Paint my _ss What?

"Athiq, you are having gray hairs!!" "Athiq, you have lost your color!!"

When did we start worrying about the gray color of the hair rather than the gray matter that lies beneath it? When did we start liking the color of one's face rather than the smile it carries? When did we all start giving a blind eye to things that actually matter?

When a baby is born people talk about the traits of the baby and from whom they are inherited. There is one thing they will never miss. Its the color of the baby's skin. Yeah, no problem. Color is a trait. Thats a very good identity too, yes. But there are always morons around who'd start saying things like "Oops the baby could have been little white. See its dark like its Dad and Mom". I'd feel like saying, "Well what do you expect Sonnavabitch? Now get the fuck outta here!!"

Try to see the whiteness of people's soul when you look at them. Appreciate that, instead! Ask God to open up your eyes for that. The color of hair too! If i have a gray hair at 25, what is that supposed to matter? I cant for the life of me figure it out. I make it brown, i get handsome? Shit, fucking shit! This rule of "Black for Hair. White for Face" is not gonna take us anywhere. Take whatever color God gives you. He wanted you to look like you. Dont wear a mask and show him a different face. Rather wear a smile and add more beauty to what he has already given you :)

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