Our true colours, however chaotic, are far more pleasing than 50 shades of grey. Be yourself #MondayMorningWakeUpCall
I love colours. I suspect most of us do. Yes, once in a while the odd picture or the noir movie looks classier in black and white, but I’d be hard pressed to imagine us (and a world) in grey once we’ve seen the rainbow.
Yet we are often tempted (sometimes even prefer) to live in the grey and hide our true colours. We are embarrassed by what others will think of us, seek glory even though we ‘break bad’, are wary of being judged.
Apparently the Gods were also not immune to this. One of the stories around the origin of Holi is about Krishna’s insecurities of the colour of his skin.
The story goes…In his youth Krishna used to worry whether fair skinned Radha and other Gopikas would like him because of his skin colour (he was blue). His mother, tired of his incessant cry for self-approval, asked him to approach Radha and colour her face any colour he wanted. This he did. Radha and Krishna became a couple. And we continue to celebrate the festival of colours.
I wonder if Krishna formulated this story into his life as a lesson for us, so that we at least once a year we use artificial colours to let our true colours come out and remind ourselves of the joy it can bring.
Be your true colours… even if they are 50 shades of grey.