Checks and balances of life!

I wasn't always who I am today. It took a lot of courage to break past my shell. Oscar Wilde  had once stated that knowing what you want to be in life becomes a curse because you invariably become that but not knowing is liberating, there are endless possibilities of who you can become. I too didn't know who I was going to be. Today, I realise it was liberating. I never knew i could find my voice some day. Now that I feel liberated,it becomes difficult to remain confined. We need to grow, evolve into better beings each day. We need to grow past the "checks and balances" of life. I remember Fuller here,  Fuller has asked us to be a part of a process of this evolving planet. He wants us to be "verbs" not "nouns"! 

Here is a tale of an introverted me who knew not what to expect from life .

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I would talk less at school, not attend socialising events, avoid looking at stranger's eyes while on the road. In short, I wanted to be invisible to the world. I would count my hours back at school to be home. The moment I reached home, I would start colouring with wax crayons. The whole process of assigning colours of my choice to  objects was therapeutic. I found relief in that activity. My mother thought of signing me up for art school, she thought art fascinated me. It was true to some extent but I was scared of meeting a whole new world of people with artistic talents.

I still remember the first oil pastel colouring session when I was in grade III of art school. I had coloured my sky pink and purple. My friends had it all blue. Our art sir, called me to him . I was terrified. He told me that art didn't judge anyone. I could paint any colour I wanted. He told me that it was okay to talk less but he asked me to be bold when it came to colours. The very next day, I painted tree leaves black and red and he showed it to the whole class applauding me of my boldness. There, that very day, in that very class I got my voice and since I had kept mum for a lot many years, I never ever chose meek colours. I always painted bold dark hues, my world could never have faded colours. I continued being an introvert in my art class but my art work had found its voice, it had become a "verb".