WILDERNESS

For as long as I can remember now, I feel like I’m stuck amidst a different shade of grey. Residing in the “in between” is quite a literal feeling to me. The reoccurring dream of trying to find my soul among the wilderness, haunts me every night. No matter how tempting the escape may sound, I have come to realize that it’s nothing more than a mirage that I need not fall for. This state however strangely comforts me, makes me feel a sense of belongingness that I find difficult to feel on either one of the two sides. I have grown to be familiar with the roars and the squeaky cries, it is the kind of music that bugs my ears but is impossible to get rid of. I am trapped in my own mind and to be set free, I must let go of the Grey’s and befriend the colours black or white. It’s like making a choice between fire and ice, both equally dangerous when they are at their extreme. So I weigh my options and come to the conclusion that on some days, there’s more fire than ice and sometimes the weather gets colder to get rid of the heat. Maybe the only escape needed is in my head and the shades of black and white are not that different after all. It takes a range of hues to merge and give life to the two. Often complimenting each other, they make me realize that even the extremes can get along well, and have more in common than what meets the eye.

~ Aman Kaur