The two worlds I live in between is so painstaking. Yes, you read it right! Two worlds! One of it is where I have to mask myself with kohl, colours and conceal the ‘original’ me. Despite the several shades I coat myself in, another world powers up with more impact over it, the world, which has no colours of deception. The irony of world is that people applause for the masked expressions and would not like to peep into the souls. The souls are true and depicts the truthfulness. Alas!

I wish I ever have learnt to paint myself with some unwashed permanent colours, which never get diffused.

R. Jeddy