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COLOURLESS GIRL WEARING COLOURS | Sai Crishna

In the green woods a river was flowing silently. Two drops of blood fell in the river as a wounded swan was flying over that flowing beauty. Swan's halfof the feathers were in redfrom the blood and a feather fell into the river from the wings as the swan wasswinging pretty hard. A girl wearing no colours walked down to the river, sat at the shore and started

splashing the water. The feather in the stream was picked by a hand. Thehand was softer than the feather, was holding it so gentle as if the feather was too fragile and warmth of the hand felt like a hug from the loved to the feather.

The girl holding the feather wondered,why was the feather half red. She assumed it was colour red and thought it would be a good time killer if she could paint something. She took a big leafand was searching for some colours,She looked at the sky and

went like..Ah haa! There wego, found them. She dipped the feather in the skyand painted the colour on the leaf. She looked down, found water and dipped the feather in it and painted it on the leaf. She felt suspicious as the colours of the sky and the water were similar. Time skipped, dusk arrived, it was a beautiful

sunset and the colour was eye catching.The girl dipped the feather in the sunset and painted it on the later in the dark she found the moon and the stars were wayit and painted. The colours were similar again. Suspense continued. The next day girl came to the same place and found a rainbow in the sky. She dipped the feather in the rainbow and coloured

it on the leaf. The rainbow had her eyes holding forever. And later in the dark she found the moon and the stars were way too elegant. She took out the feather and dipped it in the dark sky and painted it on the leaf. She wondered why the dark sky is more dominant than the rainbow which had seven colours.



She questioned Herself, she was perplexed and she didn't know

whom to ask. Suddenly the air around the girl started shifting warm and delightful.Then came the wounded swan flying and landed infront of the girl.The swan tooka human fornm and started talking.

Hey colourless girl what's the matter? Swan asked.

Who are you? Said the girl.

Whoever you want me to be. Said the swan.

Then be my answer. Said the girl.

With pleasure. What's the question then? Asked the swan.What is this sky? How many could this sky be?

Sometimes it's as same as water and sometimes as fire.

Sometimes it flexes a beautiful rainbow with seven

colours and sometimes it projects even more beautiful

dark sky with just one colour. Ifonly this single sky can be

these many, what the universe has hidden within? Asked

the girl..

Swan said... let's forget about the universe or the sky.

Once look at the painting you made. It was just a simple

big leaf before you coloured it. However now it's the most

beautiful thing in this entire jungle.

What you say? Asked the swan

Girl couldn't take her eyes off the painting,

I take it as a yes. Said the swan.

Girl turns towards swan wondered.

Now lookat the feather youare holding, How colourful

it has turned? How small it is3Yetitmade that big leaf so

colourful thateven you couldnt take your eyes off. Said

the swan and added more..

I made a wounded feather to reach you as it

symbolises the colourless you. When sky colours can

actually give beauty to our lives, what does it matter if it

has so many forms?Look at the feather. Colourful right? But before,

it was just wounded, covered in blood just like

you, no purpose and it was just flowing where

the stream of the river would takeit. Now after

you gave it colours, it got it's purpose and even

it made a small yeta beautiful difference to

something.

Just think. If this universe and you could

give a small feather somany

ncolours, how many

colours this universe has hidden and how many

colours you can wear. Ifa small coloured feather

could make such a beautiful,painting, what

difference could a coloured yourselfcan be? The

universe has many thingsto give. Itjust awaits

for the ones who could really own them. The

ones who are the real worth giving for...said the

Swan....

And the swan vanished as it saw the colour

of the universe in just one blink of the girl..!


Sai Crishna

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