Favourite color

Growing up, I’ve always loved pink. Despite my tomboyish tendencies, I liked to protect my inner childish band girlish self. My current room was designed when I was 9 years old in the living room of my former home. I chose the room and the theme. It’s a pink themed room even though the interior decorator tried to tune it down a bit; pink tiles, pink walls, pink curtains, pink bathroom. My wardrobe had pink slippers, pink scarves, pink underwear etc. My mother drew the line at dresses. She loves blue, so she bought blue dresses. I had a green dress one time that I was a queen for my sport house in primary school.

During my teenage years, I had enough pink accessories to last me a while. My favourite was this Eid dress that was close to pink, I think it was peach.

When I got to my first year, I had scarves in many colors . I was all about that matchy matchy life with sneakers and sandals. In my second year, Geology dealt with me. I was not even about that outfit life, I just wanted to grab the nearest scarf and dash out of the house. I was living off campus, I had to make it out of the house an hour before class. Often, I picked a black scarf till it was all I wore. It became some sort of identity.

To complement this black, I got more greys and whites especially in my third year. My roommates then said my wardrobe lacked color. This was when I realised black was my favourite color.

In few years, I’d like to have a plain coloured space. White, grey or black. I don’t care if it looks like a hospital as far as it does the work. My mind has too much chaos, so I need an environmental balance. I don’t like too much colors, patterns or conflict in structures.

Now, I have some sort of balance, colors here and there.

Black is comforting. It hides a lot of things, like tears.