Nobody said it was easy, No one ever said that it would be this hard

What is the opposite of black? Is it really white? Isn't there a distinction between extremes and opposites? Don't black and white have more in common than shades of gray?

I am comfortable with black and white. I can identify with both. They are what they are. They have no shades. They exist as absolutes. They stand for themselves. They are complete in their identity. They can look each other in the eye. They can negotiate with each other. They can co-exist. Within the same territory.

It is the gray which makes me uncomfortable. I have difficulty understanding it. The gray merges everything with it. It clouds vision. It tries to remove the boundaries. It tries unwittingly to establish a common ground. It grudges black and white their space. It makes everyone lose.

I like straight lines. Lines running parallel. Lines intersecting. Lines converging. Lines diverging.

What is the opposite of red?

The future's in the air, I can feel it everywhere, blowing with the wind of change

A line in my horoscope reads 'nothing will remain the same'. I notice it.

I delete all the messages in my mobile by mistake.

I find my new visiting cards on my desk.

My room is being painted white.

I only read fiction, but the last three books I have read are Maximum City, Bringing Down the House and Freakonomics.

I finally have reason to change my password.

My operative time clock is changing. I still revere my past but I have a crush on my today.

PS: Ananya, truned two on 25th August. Wishing her the naughtiest year ahead.