I've been meaning to write this letter for a long time.
I guess it's now or never.
I'm sorry for disappearing right after your nascent eyes saw the first streaks of light, my son.
You think that I'd abandoned you and you couldn't be further from the truth.
I embraced you as you formed, drop by drop, cell by cell in your mother's uterus only to disappear to the light, 9 months later.
I laid my thirsty eyes on your nascent face from the dark, grimy, putrid, desolate corners of the morgue, as your mother left the hospital with you cradled in her arms.
I watched as you grew and slowly started wading through the currents of life.
I was always there, just beyond your reach.
I watched you take your first steps from the gross, cluttered corner of the room.
I stood there inside the dilapidated house at the corner of the block and watched you as you and playful Orange pranced to school every day.
I sat there at the forgotten corner bench in the classroom, as Yellow's overachieving cousin, Gold introduced itself to you as a medal.
I cried with excruciating, crippling, silent helplessness as I saw Red trickle into your life as the girl who'd change you forever.
I acknowledged as melancholic Blue got the better of you right after Red was done shattering your heart into a million pieces.
Red, that minx.
It isn't coincidence that romance and danger share the same color.
I saw you, night after night as you dissolved into your own tears.
I died a million times as I saw you turn to intoxicating Brown and hallucinogenic Green for comfort and solace.
I saw as Brown and Green dissolved you into a shadow of your original self.
I guess that was the nearest I'd ever come to you.
You know, life is nothing more than a wondrous ribbon of colors, each with its own personality and lessons.
The only magical thing about life's ribbon of continuity is that you never know when one color will merge magically into the next.
That I suppose is the next part of our story. When I feared that I'd almost lost you to myself I saw two old friends, Ambitious, Dark Green and Restorative Aqua bring you back on your feet.
I saw the rage of Red in your eyes as you promised yourself, a new yourself.
The next part of your story is something we both know. I stood amazed as I saw you jump and leap your way up the corporate ladder.
I saw your conflicts with Diplomatic, Conflicted Grey.
I saw as Gold and Silver became your dear friends.
I stayed with you all the way.
I stood with you as you received the lifetime achievement award in your velvet black tuxedo.
And then you put a bullet inside your temple.
What is it that you lacked?
Fame, money, power, sex-appeal?
Why did you let your legacy end prematurely?
I've seen that look of disappointment in your eyes.
I've seen that search for a purpose which your eyes were endlessly engaged in.
All I could see beyond the top floor office, the frequent flier miles, the applause and the currency bills was a man searching for something beyond the material. Something transcending the boundaries of the apparent and the visible.
What was it that you truly wanted, which you never got?
Did all the colors in life's wondrous ribbon fail to provide what you truly wanted?
You see, I'm the shade that lies beyond all the shades life's wondrous ribbon offers.
I'm contrast.
I'm a sink.
I'm purity.
I'm the frame which renders mortal concerns meaningless.
I exist beyond man's desire for the material.
I'm older than time and space.
I'm as old as existence.
I hold all of nature's secrets.
I impart meaning to all the other colors of existence.
I signify man's journey beyond Maslow's Pyramid of Demands.
So why is it I left you when light introduced itself to your retina, for the first time?
You see, society is conditioned to associate me with negativity, ignorance, and even pure, unadulterated evil.
And that's fine. Civilization isn't ready to accept me yet.
After-all, you fear what you don't understand, don't you?
I'm happy to reside in that sweet spot between fear and hatred, society has so graciously given me: docility.
What I do have an issue with is the sheer amount of hypocrisy flowing through the arteries of existence.
What people consider, lovely, selfless love is just an expression of mankind’s latent desire of achieving immortality.
What people vilify as cowardice is the best line of psychological defence we have against total annihilation.
What we consider bright and happy is just a temporary perturbation over the basal state governing the universe: darkness.
Life’s just a fleeting slideshow of illusions, dreams, images and ultimately, redundancy.
I’m infinite, permanent and all pervading.
I’m the only truth there is.
Everything else is just a derivative of me.
This is something which one life spends a lifetime in the tutorial of life to understand.
You’ve passed.
It’s time to move on to greater things.
We meet again today.
Today father and son unite.
Humans are all children of darkness.
They just don’t realize it.
Let's embark on a journey beyond colors.
Let’s embark on a journey of transcendence.
I'm nothing.
Nothing, hence everything.
Yours forever and thereafter,
Black.✨
I guess it's now or never.
I'm sorry for disappearing right after your nascent eyes saw the first streaks of light, my son.
You think that I'd abandoned you and you couldn't be further from the truth.
I embraced you as you formed, drop by drop, cell by cell in your mother's uterus only to disappear to the light, 9 months later.
I laid my thirsty eyes on your nascent face from the dark, grimy, putrid, desolate corners of the morgue, as your mother left the hospital with you cradled in her arms.
I watched as you grew and slowly started wading through the currents of life.
I was always there, just beyond your reach.
I watched you take your first steps from the gross, cluttered corner of the room.
I stood there inside the dilapidated house at the corner of the block and watched you as you and playful Orange pranced to school every day.
I sat there at the forgotten corner bench in the classroom, as Yellow's overachieving cousin, Gold introduced itself to you as a medal.
I cried with excruciating, crippling, silent helplessness as I saw Red trickle into your life as the girl who'd change you forever.
I acknowledged as melancholic Blue got the better of you right after Red was done shattering your heart into a million pieces.
Red, that minx.
It isn't coincidence that romance and danger share the same color.
I saw you, night after night as you dissolved into your own tears.
I died a million times as I saw you turn to intoxicating Brown and hallucinogenic Green for comfort and solace.
I saw as Brown and Green dissolved you into a shadow of your original self.
I guess that was the nearest I'd ever come to you.
You know, life is nothing more than a wondrous ribbon of colors, each with its own personality and lessons.
The only magical thing about life's ribbon of continuity is that you never know when one color will merge magically into the next.
That I suppose is the next part of our story. When I feared that I'd almost lost you to myself I saw two old friends, Ambitious, Dark Green and Restorative Aqua bring you back on your feet.
I saw the rage of Red in your eyes as you promised yourself, a new yourself.
The next part of your story is something we both know. I stood amazed as I saw you jump and leap your way up the corporate ladder.
I saw your conflicts with Diplomatic, Conflicted Grey.
I saw as Gold and Silver became your dear friends.
I stayed with you all the way.
I stood with you as you received the lifetime achievement award in your velvet black tuxedo.
And then you put a bullet inside your temple.
What is it that you lacked?
Fame, money, power, sex-appeal?
Why did you let your legacy end prematurely?
I've seen that look of disappointment in your eyes.
I've seen that search for a purpose which your eyes were endlessly engaged in.
All I could see beyond the top floor office, the frequent flier miles, the applause and the currency bills was a man searching for something beyond the material. Something transcending the boundaries of the apparent and the visible.
What was it that you truly wanted, which you never got?
Did all the colors in life's wondrous ribbon fail to provide what you truly wanted?
You see, I'm the shade that lies beyond all the shades life's wondrous ribbon offers.
I'm contrast.
I'm a sink.
I'm purity.
I'm the frame which renders mortal concerns meaningless.
I exist beyond man's desire for the material.
I'm older than time and space.
I'm as old as existence.
I hold all of nature's secrets.
I impart meaning to all the other colors of existence.
I signify man's journey beyond Maslow's Pyramid of Demands.
So why is it I left you when light introduced itself to your retina, for the first time?
You see, society is conditioned to associate me with negativity, ignorance, and even pure, unadulterated evil.
And that's fine. Civilization isn't ready to accept me yet.
After-all, you fear what you don't understand, don't you?
I'm happy to reside in that sweet spot between fear and hatred, society has so graciously given me: docility.
What I do have an issue with is the sheer amount of hypocrisy flowing through the arteries of existence.
What people consider, lovely, selfless love is just an expression of mankind’s latent desire of achieving immortality.
What people vilify as cowardice is the best line of psychological defence we have against total annihilation.
What we consider bright and happy is just a temporary perturbation over the basal state governing the universe: darkness.
Life’s just a fleeting slideshow of illusions, dreams, images and ultimately, redundancy.
I’m infinite, permanent and all pervading.
I’m the only truth there is.
Everything else is just a derivative of me.
This is something which one life spends a lifetime in the tutorial of life to understand.
You’ve passed.
It’s time to move on to greater things.
We meet again today.
Today father and son unite.
Humans are all children of darkness.
They just don’t realize it.
Let's embark on a journey beyond colors.
Let’s embark on a journey of transcendence.
I'm nothing.
Nothing, hence everything.
Yours forever and thereafter,
Black.✨
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