Colors are the source of emotions. Each color invokes a
different feeling inside. Each of them has special characteristics and a
different meaning.
There’s only one common thing among all, each of them is
beautiful. Yet in that similarity also there is a difference, the beauty of
each has a different and unique shape.
They symbolize sadness. They symbolize happiness. And, all that lie in between. They impart beauty to every object, living or non-living.
It’s so hard to imagine life without color.
You can’t see the grayish road while you walk. You miss that green little torn packet with light gold bordering of Radha Souf lying on the road. You can’t see the brown dog with white patches barking at a dark beggar with a white beard embellished with dirt, whose body is covered with dusty red and brown rags.
They are present in everything, big or small, real or unreal, natural or man-made. Even if you close your eyes or turn blind, you will see only one thing, black color.
Looking at life in that one single color keeps you deprived of those little feelings, epiphanies and discomforts, which only other colors are capable of producing.

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