What is the trouble with being NICE....?

Grey by choice

I like grey, the shade. A little less towards the ash a little more towards the charcoal grey. The colour exudes a certain uncertainty. The dabbling between the two extremes. Black is dark, stark, unchangeable. white is too prone to contamination, corruption, easily stained even by the hues of the splatter of a consequence of the external nature. With white comes this invisible inked commandment....'Thou shall not err' . A slight deviation in the angle of the falling light and the colour of the linen is all of a different shade. White is subject to perception as well, relative in it's interpretation and at the mercy of the beholder.

Once I complained that a white cloak was too heavy an attire and an admirer of the nun like purity(on the edge of the cutting knife between it's opposite and itself) had asked me 'Why is it not nice to be nice?'
I had answered creating a superficial air around the less obvious,more substantial reason, with a nonchalant 'There are not too many takers in this world'. It leaves you vulnerable to attack from the more sharp, common and ferocious tools. These tools are like off the shelf merchandise, easy to acquire, more convenient to use. Self defense being the excuse, Offence being a temptation.

So well, I prefer grey now, it means not to don the white cloak on the outside, it means to keep white under the layers, less vulnerable to stain and gory. It also means to don an armour. A darker charcoal grey. In true sense it means to let the shades blend with each other and let one take over the other in the invariably varying situations in life. I lie, not deceive. I share, not give away. I have to learn how to say a no, I try to, I have to learn how to negotiate a denial, I have in some situations. I pull away from unpleasant situations most of the times.I avoid the people , pretense and perjury that runs amok in the masses.I show a clumsy display of goodness sometimes, a crafted show of sly at  others. I am unapologetic about both...knave, naive. It also gives me that unpredictable nature, an edge over the obvious.