Springing colours

The winter is over but only for this season.

…some white flowers like snow dots

With the on set of another season, I find colours of different shades that have filled my garden very quietly.

…a sunny flower attracting some hard working bees

The trees standing on the roadside and the shrubs have also spoken colours.

bright bougainvillea

Walking along the sidewalks, I notice a flower that is one of my favourites. Its tree – a gentle frame of branches and twigs, holds itself upright with green leaves clinging to itself. And finally during this time of the year it springs to life with some bright red flowers. The flowers are as big as my mobile phone. During the Indian festival of Holi they were used to make natural colours. Today, they are used as natural colouring agent to dye the clothes. Why not? Sometimes and most of the times, when I see this flower at this time of the year – which also promises of spring – I drastically stop myself from picking it up and rubbing it in my palms like a carefree child.

palash flower, the scientific name – Butea monosperma

Very soon these flowers would have decayed. One will look for shadier grounds as the gentle spring would dance and take a fierce form of summer.

a palash tree, at its full bloom

 

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Yellows

Yellow to me is a magical colour – the dust sparkles of a fairy. Forget fairytales in a gloomy weather a bright yellow colour of traffic light or t-shirt or mug is enough to cheer me up. Any flower has the power to bring smile to our faces but not like a yellow sunflower. Yellow to me stands for happiness, energy, positivity, warmth, sun, halo, enlightenment and gold (how can I miss that). I always carry a yellow smiley ball in my bag. Firstly it reduces stress if I have any during the day and secondly I just like to take it out and smile at it.

A bunch of yellows to enjoy.

yellow light

Yellow and black

shinning yellow

golden yellows and velvety reds

yellow christmas ball

 

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A hint of sunshine

Yellow dahlia from the vase

We cherish the warmth of sunshine everyday in our lives. An absence of sun in the sky is bound to bring dullness in our day. Sunshine is warmth. Other than sun, what else could be a symbol for warmth?

I can think of sunflower, it is next to sun god itself. With its bright yellow colour it is forever ready to add sunshine to our faces. Marigold is warmth irrespective of its colour yellow or orange, it doesn’t really matter. A yellow dahlia is warmth. Artificilal lights breathe a life of warmth into our lives. I remember oil lamps and there yellow glow brightening a dark room.

So, it would be right to assume that: sun= warmth = sunflower = marigold = lights. And all this is equivalent to the colour yellow. Come to think of it, every colour has some purpose and so does the colour yellow. What I like about this colour is its quality or power to instantly brighten a dull day or even heighten up our low spirits. What I’m saying is: we need yellow, we need sunshine. It’s not necessary to… like… the colour – yellow – but we need it. Even if we are not aware of liking it, our day begins with it.

I love the bright sun peeping into my window early morning. I feel it is smiling at me, waking me up, motivating me, giving me some kind of power or strength to kick start my day and continue with the same spirit. To be honest, I do want the sun to play hide and seek with me sometimes so that I get to stretch for long hours and get a prolong night sleep. But then I’m reminded of foggy winter days which are the same as evenings and I don’t want that. The absence of sun brings a dull feeling along with some kind of helplessness which stretches for the entire 24 hrs. I don’t want that, who wants that…no one, right?

I want the sun to shine… everyday, specially during the winter days.

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The colour of my letter

 

I went to check the letters from the box; there were none except for one that I was holding in my hand.

I marched towards the door and took my RED paper knife to open the letter.

 

It was not a usual letter. It was written with love, from someone I knew. The writing was not in regular black or BLUE ink. My eyes were reading attentively through each word. Each word made sense as I connected one word with another and then the letter started to talk to me. When I reached the last sentence I understood this letter was far too important to be written in black or blue and so it had been written in GREEN.

 

I started thinking….

He could have written in red, which could have meant that he wanted to kill our relationship.

He could have written in black, it would have shown no feelings at all.

He could have written in blue, it could have meant a pale relationship.

But the fact, that he chose green suggested that he wanted to have a long lasting and ever green relationship.

 

So, I ran to my room; looked for my scrap book. I tore a YELLOW sheet (as it was one of the golden moments in my life). I wanted to show my consent so I choose a heavenly colour close to a shade of purple. I wrote, what my heart said in VIOLET. 

Then folded the letter and put it in, in an ORANGE envelope. Then very lovingly I took a string of INDIGO ribbon and glued a little bow on the envelope.

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