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Blankets of fog on both sides of the road showed winter is making inroads into Delhi. For the next few months, the city will be a pleasant stay.

Lazy traffic movement on the road added to the deserted morning cityscape. As if being forced to leave the pleasant winter morning sleep, disgusted, the vehicles were moving on snooze.

All these including the smooth movement of the vehicle, the road side trees running backwards produced a mirror with a hazy reflection of me in it...with time passing by it became clearer, to the extent where I can see the tiles of different colours that I am made up of...some of them with throbbing colours, some of them
faded with layers of dust gathered over time...I found myself following the instinct, got busy dusting the tiles...

Perhaps I was too consumed in restoring the fading colors and realised it only when the vehicle came to an abrupt halt, tossing me out of my place...
"Mere colour, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways."
Oscar Wilde
In one of the moments I was groundless, I saw the orange colour in one of the tiles glowing bright...a colour that denies accepting words of gratitude for what it has added, a colour that refuses to accept any mistakes made...a colour that melted the crust I was in... I found myself standing stark under the sun...
"Orange is the happiest colour"
Frank Sinatra

"Why black, white and Grey are invariably the dominant colours in anything and everything you design?" The other day my designer friend yelled at me.

" Don't even you remember there are some colours called blue, red and yellow? Try using some of them. That will enhance the feel and look of what ever you create."

What followed was an hour-long class on how to add colours to different layouts, matching with the purpose and the message you want to convey...

" I know the combination of black and white gives a gorgeous look. They are simple, minus exaggeration. But the fact that they are not the only colours, and that the creator has provided us with so many of them, try using them..."
"I have improved the way in which I paint. The colours are cleaner and there is more energy in the brush work."
John Dyer


jac said…
Once again I remind you that black, white and grey are not real colours.

As your designer friend told you, use real colours, aklanta!

There are so many to choose.
Mindinside said…
Aklanta.. may your life be filled with bright colors from this moment on .. oranges and oranges

What a nice post and how nice you write
dwaipayan said…
I like both the pics..but the 2nd one is simply awesome!!!!!!!!
adi said…
the color of love, that fills your heart with hope...i'm feeling millions of rainbows in my soul everyday these days :)

Anonymous said…
ak..u spread colors in a grey world.those who look at everything thro tinted glasses are blind.u make them look thro the mind's eye..

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