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A Coloury Conversation


The shades of the rainbow are chatting amongst themselves. What are they discussing? Is it an interesting one? Let's take a peek into their little secrets:


Red: I'm a valuable colour. I'm the topmost in the colourful rainbow. I'm a shade of anger but that doesn't mean everyone's ignorant about me, I'm also the shade of love, and all girls and boys use me to fill up the sad spaces in the hearts and make it brighter and happier in there. But pink is also favoured by girls, oh! Why did I ever start? Phew, pink isn't here.


Orange: Oh, what a shame! Shall I call that Pinky pie here? And I'm sure that'll cheer you up. All, I, Orange, I'm a bright colour. I'm half of the sun and half of fun. I'm the shade of the citrus fruit, Orange. Orange, Orange, Orange! Shade of vitamin c! Oh colour of anger, I have chosen the 2nd place but I'm still the topmost shade! 




Yellow: No one can look over the amazing, shining, bright yellow! Half of the sun and half of fun is not full. You, citrus colour, you're half of it. You're half of everything! But I, super yellow, I'm the shade of the sun! Full of the sun! Every child, of course, everyone colours the sun yellow. Yellow here, yellow there, yellow is everywhere! Yellow is the colour of every emoji! And yellow is also the colour of a crown. And does that mean, I am the-


Green: Yes! You are the 'dirty fellow'. Yellow yellow, dirty fellow, sitting on a buffalo! I'm green, the could of peace and greenery. Green is also yellow's brother, but green's brother bosses too much! Green is worried! His combination is getting ruined! Well, I'm who I am and I'm the topper in this rainbow group. Everyone may use the colour green for garbage trucks and for impure air but.... Uh... Um.... Th-that means, I'm the, topper! Ya I am the-


Blue: Envious colour! You're the Envious colour! I'm the colour of the Earth, colour of water, colour of sky, colour of-


Indigo: But if you're the colour of the sky, aren't you supposed to live up, up, up? Off you go! And introducing, blue's brother! Indigo! And, um, my nickname, dark blue! Brighter than my babyish brother, he always bothers me, you know....


Violet: Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho! Please friends! All of us are colourtastic! We maybe less used or we may be unliked, but inside ourselves, we are a miracle. We're a miracle to the Earth. Without us, the world would be so gloomy. If we all are going to end up fighting, how will all the objects look like? Please friends, we need to make the world colourful.  White, the very less used colour, is very innocent and is still as a wall. We need the actual colourful spirit. Let's not fall apart. Let's stick together.

Comments

  1. Colourful and superb writeup on colours. Super Shriyandhaa. The self description of each colour by itself is wonderful imagination by you. Your portrayal of colours is fine and indicates your attitude and finally the conclusion is very nice . your views about each colour are awesome πŸ™‚πŸ™‚πŸ‘πŸ‘
    Babu Thatha

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  2. Rainbow thoughts colourful write up loaded with valuable meanings . Shriyandhaa iam a fan of your writings. Especially you give a message at the end it's your speciality. Super May Guruvayur appan bless you with more and more thoughts and words and keep you writing
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. The title itself is catchy and conversation of each colour is wonderful and nice. Final conclusion part is excellent giving message to all the readers. That is the Hall Mark of a great writer. Keep it up

    Babu Thatha

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  4. Excellent writing Shri kutty. Nice imagination. Keep it up..πŸ‘ Subhashree aunty

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