Opposites Attract

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By Alaa Gaafary

Our contrasts clash like the two separate entities they are; you cannot cut half an apple and half an orange and stitch them as one with the juices that run out of them. You are the smoldering red, and I am the swirling blue; a leaping dancing fire that seeks to break free from all grates and hearths, and an ocean of waves that cartwheels up to kiss the sky and knife the clouds.

If opposites attract, and polar ends cling together with the plea to remain inseparable, who are they to seek to divide us? For you by blue has melted, has paled, is ebbing away and is surrounding you, colored slowly by the yellow hues of your personality. Within you, you’ve got a flare of possibilities, sparkling green-gold with excitement and potential, and you reach out, again and again, a brave red paw to embrace the blue.

You cannot glue a half orange to a half apple, but have you slivered them and sampled at once a bit of each? The fusion of flavors, the sweetness meshed with the solid coolness, the tangy juice with the tart, is like the essence of fruit. It’s a sweet slice—just ours, just us; one small sip of the encompassing fruit cocktail that’s us and the rest of them together.

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