The Grey Point of View

WAJEEH MUSTAFA GHAZI

The sky was dark and it was only getting darker. It almost appeared as a war between the fearless clouds. As they advanced for the battle, it seemed like they gathered every ounce of evilness in them reflected in their black adornment.
Now let us move our attention to the second floor of Ghazi Villa.
Daneen's eyes were fixated on the glass window that covered almost the whole wall.
She was watching the clouds.
For 15 minutes now.

Adjacent to the sofa she was sitting on was a 23-year-old guy who has been checking his phone every minute, then looking at his younger sister, Daneen, and then at his older brother,  calculating God knows what since past and hour.

Daneen's staring contest has been disrupted by a flying cushion that went straight for her head.

"You idiot, what the heck", she screamed.

"Would you please keep aside your pluviophile soul and talk to me? I am hella bored", Ataullah explained.

"First thing, I'm not pluviophile, I'm nephophile, lover of clouds, not rain", Daneen objected.

"Yeah, same thing".

"No it's not, clouds are more fascinating than rain, have you ever tried contemplating? They just carry so much in them"

"Yeah Water, duh!"Ataullah replied with a quick laugh.

"And then you complain about me not talking to you", Daneen expressed her disappointment and had already moved her attention to the clouds again.

"Okay, okay sorry, tell me what are you contemplating about them right now? ", He emphasized 'contemplating'.

"I'm thinking what if they turn black, like the darkest, and not just grey! Wouldn't that be the scariest thing ever? "

"Like the hearts of some people! ", Ataullah gave a side eye to his brother who didn't pay a cent of heed to him.

Daneen tried to hide her smile, then faced her father like older brother and said,
"Bhai! I've always wondered why people talk about turning one's heart Black which makes sense. But then why do they label someone evil as a Grey character and not Black?"

This time Wajeeh looked up and after a pause answered.

"Because humans are even worse than Black",

Suddenly there was a cold wave of silence that flew across the room.
Neither Ataullah nor Daneen was prepared for that strike.

Wajeeh could read their daze so he continued,

"Grey is more evil than Black. Everyone has Black and White in them, distinguishing people with dominant Black and people with dominant White is easy. We are usually clear about how will we come to grips with them."
"But when they've got Grey in them, it's confusing. People still get alarming vibes from them but they are blinded by the faint White in them.
What they don't realize is that the White in them isn't accessible to everybody but some whom they'll burn the world for. But the Black in them is free for everyone else."

"But we can tell an evil person when we see one, they do bad deeds secretly, they've got harsh words coming out of their mouth, isn't it? ", Ataullah presented his opinion.

"The description you just presented is of an idiot and not of a Grey person,
A Grey person is mostly a very smart person who is well-equipped with human psychology,
they don't do evil secretly, they glamourize it,
they don't have a crude mouth, instead when they speak, they make you want to collect all the wisdom pouring out of their mouth".

"So what you're saying..... ", Ataullah was interrupted by Daneen.

"Is that they attack when they know you are yet to separate their Black from White". 

Wajeeh smiled revealing the dimple on his right cheek. This guy had something in him that makes you want to know him, see through him.
The most attractive thing about him wasn't his 6 feet tall build, not his beautiful face with that tiny mole on his upper lip either but the calmness on his face, he never raised his voice, it was the way he talked that makes you feel like collecting all the wisdom he is pouring from his mouth. He would stand out in every place he went. He lived up to his name. He was eminent. He was WAJEEH MUSTAFA GHAZI.