A human's lesson on perspective. Spoiler Alert: interesting!

 woah, i haven't written in a long time. but, today is one of those days where i literally go crazy and just say "saniya, stop stressing and just shut up for a moment," i have overworked myself, a lot.

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for starters, i have my physics practical exam tomorrow, and i am prepared to a point. but i am not prepared for the one-on-one viva (which is like a verbal test). because i hate embarrassing myself, i will study so much for that 10 minute interaction with a stranger teacher who will probably judge me because i don't know what the hell is a potentiometer...i know what a potentiometer is.....chill.

(NOTE!  writing from the day after i.e the day i gave my physics practical exam: it went GOOD!)

anyway, so why am i writing today? I don't know either. but i was struck by a realization, which made me earn a really good friend! I am not going to give the details AT ALL (it is insanely embarrassing!). But the moral of the story is what you see is different from what you think which is also different from what is real. Yes, read that once again. It is kind of hard to understand this without actually experiencing this. But it's, again, a human thing. I was kind of shocked to realize this, but at the same time it was really mentally freeing when the thought actually came to life.

Over the pandemic, I painted this false image of this one person, and i was mad at them (well, i do not want to give away any details!). The false image was a mere result of all the actions they did, which literally made me think they were stupid. This false image seemed very (very) real, because it set fit with their actions and the result of their actions. 

After a LONG while (also known as yesterday) , I MET the person, and I don't care if this might sound cringe but I guess it was the universe's way of giving me a chance to …um. . . COMMUNICATE! So I did, I described them the false image that I created in my head. And well, I was wrong lol. Nothing new, actually. They were quite humble and did not get mad at me, and give me their perspective on this. It felt amazing to see that I was wrong this entire time. It is amazing how just a simple conversation can change your entire life. And it did. They made an effort to help me erase that image of my head and prove themselves right. It was crazy. 

ALSO. 

I wrote a book! In that book, the protagonist does exactly what i did. He painted a false image of his love interest and in the end it turned to be something else. Something which was the opposite of what he thought. Maybe now I can understand how he must've felt like, he was so stupid and glad at the same time. In the end of my book I give a message that everyone is a blank canvas with their own colors that we are blind to, and so we tend fill our own colors into them and that is how a perspective is created. And, no one can fully erase their own perception of a person, but when we tend to see someone's real colors and accept them that is when a "reality" is created. Perspective is really interesting.

So, in my case, when I was blind to their colors, I created a false painting in my own head. But when I saw their real colors, that (the one in my head) painting seemed really useless (those are too many metaphors i am sorry). They helped me see their real colors (or at least that's what they told me), and I accept it because there is nothing wrong in that.

Humans are blank canvases. Literally. We all make presumptions, and thoughts and many such things in our head but when we actually know the reality, we're shook. It's crazy how we experience this little blank-canvas-phenomenon (I am going to call it that) all the time, but we never realize it and see the deeper side of it. 

BOOM. that's it. bye. 

by MEEEEEE!!!! (saniya)

read more because i write more: a human's lesson perspective (Spoiler alert: interesting!)

kewl graphic right? also it looks like an album cover!

anyway i forgot to add "my thought traffic" on the top right

so lol