They say purple isn’t a color,
not born from a single wavelength,
but from a collision—
red and blue merging in the mind,
filling the gaps,
convincing us it exists.
It lingers
in that space between perception and reality,
a trick of the brain.
But purple feels real,
like the thoughts I can’t let go of—
the almosts, the imagined.
A color built from what isn’t,
but still shapes how I see,
how I feel.
Somewhere in the gaps,
between perception and truth,
purple lives—
not quite real,
but still there,
just like the things we hold on to ,
even when we know better.
Published by Maheshika Peiris
Hello there!
I’ve spent the last eight years working across industries—from UX copy and brand storytelling to social strategy and content marketing. Today, I consult for a global healthcare technology company, helping optimize digital visibility across multiple regions.
Whimsical Connotations started as a place to share travel photos and thoughts, but now, it’s evolving into something more—a space where I speak about my interests, share my experiences, and reflect on life in general.
Beyond my consulting work, I’m also passionate about helping female entrepreneurs maximize their budgets, navigate algorithms, content strategy, and local SEO, and get more involved in the creative process of setting up campaigns—all without breaking the bank.
If you’re looking for strategic yet creative ways to grow your online presence, let’s connect.
View all posts by Maheshika Peiris
Whimsical Connotations 