A walk in the sandy beach

Be it the day, while the sun burns out
Be it the night while the moon smiles down
Neither do I sleep nor do I stop
You are the light footed princess I admire
And I am the sandy beach you once tread
Days have gone since you left me
But I do still bear, carefully preserved
The mark of your feet that sank in me
For you are the charming princess I admire
And I am the sandy beach you once tread
Day after day I voice my song
Neither do I sleep nor do I stop
And day after day I do long
For your soft feet to sink in again
For you are my sweet princess I still admire
And my heart is the sandy beach you once tread...

The Color of Emotions ...
Colors have a subtle specialty .Omnipresent. This character of colors can be explained in 2 ways depending upon the way we view it.
The first one and the simplest way of explanation ....I look around I see nothing sans colors. Every thing in nature has a color to it. Well the second and the subtler and by far more complex interpretation, the one which I am here to share my views on are the abstract colors. These are the colors you don’t see. It’s beyond that. You actually feel them. But to do this you need to tune your mind. In simple words you need to love colors.
Looking back at the times I have used my brush in the past, I used to wonder how my emotions reflect on the usage of a particular league of colors. Why I liked different colors at different times. When I looked closely I found the colors followed some pattern. It took me some time to realize one of the most ironical of things. I was indeed feeling colors and thereby seeing emotions
At this point, I believed I was relating light colors for happiness and dark ones for sadness. But soon I realized the classifications were bit more complex. I just collected my works and made a study. I found that I used yellow to red transition (colors generally termed as warm colors in art community) when I was happy and the green to blue transition (colors generally termed as cold colors in art community) when I was sad. The astonishing fact that is incidentally deciphered from this is, the color change from happy to sad is red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet is the transition of colors in a rainbow.
Also, it is important to remember that the color of emotions are exposed when the painting is made naturally just for the love of making them and also when there is freedom of colors. In this way, while the color of love is generally white (ironically mixture of colors), vices generally go with dark brown or black.
While fear goes with yellow to brown transition. Guilt goes with yellow to blue transition.
Once an artist understands these subtle nature of colors to express emotions and lets the colors flow to portray emotions, he starts to mature and thus is born a master piece.

Writing an article is an experience by itself. Just this afternoon I was sitting in my drawing room munching my favorite snack when I had this familiar urge to write. Then came the big question...."on what?"...I tarried to ponder and a hundred images raced in my mind....crazy as it may sound ..."a man racing through the city in skates".... "an armored soldier on a donkey"..."a couple romancing on the moon beneath the beautiful 'full earth'"....."two friends strutting a dark lane"...."a crowded bazaar"...the list was endless....As more images started pouring in, getting exponentially stupid all the time), I gave it a break and thought categorizing and narrowing down would do the trick....A terrible mistake ...This is how it went....On Relationships, Experience, Politics, Technical, Management, Literary, Sports, Music, Movies, Psychology, Astrology, Astronomy, Science, Art, History, Geography, and a plenty more...I smiled subtly......I waited for a long time dumbstruck at the expanse of my knowledge....I was not so dumb after all!....Then a bell (of the giant clock tower near my house)sound brought me back to senses... And there I was ....in a complete mess again ....back where I began.."What to write on?"..... Well with my patience wearing off ever so fast I decided to adopt my final method....The INSTICTS...I really have great instincts...It has always helped me 'right'.....May be it will help me 'write' as well...So I closed my eyes and smiled....I had made my decision...I will write on that which pops up first...in my mind........Well they say meditation is a state of thoughtlessness......A state of utmost bliss.... Well technically I should say I was meditating because my mind went unusually blank....Only I was steaming inside.....No bliss in any sense...I waited ten whole minutes.....Hoping against hope to deny the obvious truth before it came crashing down on me.... My instincts had failed me... I sat in disgust.... The emptiness of my mind engulfed me.....Angry words started pouring in my mind.....my mind was not empty anymore ....I was bursting to pour it out....But then I realized I had nobody to blame...This made me feel worse...Finally I exploded on the paper I had in my hand.... I tore it in to a hundred pieces and showered it all over the room.... My mom was on me in a jiffy... As I cleaned up the mess (thinking how easy it would have been to just dispose the paper as whole).....I swore ...I swore that one of these days, I will write a great article...One of these days, I will show these people what I am made of...One of these days...