The Colours We Give | On hold

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I LIKE WORDS. I like how you can use a string of them to convey a message. Or how you can use only one of them and still convey a message. We use them so insignificantly everyday, we forget how significant they are. They are so powerful that they can bring people together for a revolution or take them away from wars.

And that's exactly how I want to be. Like words, I want every atom of mine to be used for something good. Let them use me as a whole or as a part; I want to be used. But the problem is, like words too, I'm being played around with insignificantly and then thrown out. But no. That's not what I want to be taken for. I want my deeds to be significant. I want to matter.

I like words. And that is why I want to know more about one called arashi.

I click on the chrome logo fifty times and wait for one of those tabs to open. When all of them finally hail themselves in, I close off the extra ones and type 'meaning of Arashi' onto the search bar.

Urban Dictionary is the first recommendation. According to it, Arashi is a Japanese boy band with very multi-talented boys who can act, sing and do more stuff that I can't. The site also asks me if I've heard their latest single yet.

Surely not the results I'm looking for.

I add 'in Japanese' to the previous search, hoping to see something better.

I do.

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Translations of 嵐
Arashi

noun

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storm 嵐, ストーム, 暴風雨, 暴風, 荒れ, 疾風

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tempest 嵐, 荒れ, 疾風

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Storm. Tempest.

Arashi means storm. 

It's so ironic that I thought it would be synonymous to something calm and peaceful when I first heard him say it. His tone; it compelled you to believe so. Almost as if he wants people to believe that he's not a hurricane, but a summer sky. Or maybe he wants people to believe he's the eye of the storm. Cross the line, and he'll blow you off this city. Or, most likely, it's me overthinking.

Oh God, my mind replays, what an amazing name. I want to wholeheartedly thank the person who named him that. I suddenly feel that amazing is not the word I should be using to describe the name. It should, and I want, it to be something extravagant. 

Nothing comes to me right away. It feels like I've run out of words, like my mind is a dumb person. A thought occurs that maybe I should describe his name as speechless, but it feels overused. So I rely on Google one more time and search for alternate words for amazing. Hundreds of results pop up in half a second.

Astonishing. Prodigious. Breathtaking. Remarkable. There's another word: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious . It takes a few minutes to register it and it's correct pronunciation. 

But I'm not satisfied. All the words seem repetitive or way too blowy, and not in a stormy way. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious - this word, I feel, is something I would like to use for a high school party if I ever attend one.