You know I have love and hate relationship with orange. It sounds weird but I like the color only in the setting sun, and the sky color at that time. Remaining times, or at remaining places I feel as if the color of orange isn't justified. The glow, or the lightening.. something. Okay now I am not making any sense. Ignore me. I was not surprised by Maan's out burst. He is.. i don't know something very realistic. I can so very much connect to him. We often develop a dislike of certain things if they are involved in certain disasters. The analogy I am going to use now is absolutely insane but well.. There was this Maths lecturer, who used to scare the shit of us. Every time I came across the book i kept for his class, I used to feel a dread, almost unconsciously. 😆
Again, I am not making any sense. Sorry, these days my mind ceased to work.😆 Though I can feel every emotion with the words of your story, I am unable to express what I feel.
I have read other comments in your thread and one such comment attracted my attention.
Originally posted by: ritzy09
Orange - Wow...why nestlings but every child waits for the color for their parents to come back from work...loved it when she said that probably it saved her from death...glass is always half empty or half full. She chose to cherish her breath over her eyes...and that is all was required to give positivity to probably the most painful of the events in their life
I can't agree more. It always lies in us as in what to take out of a situation. If we were in Maan's place, we would definitely have had behaved like him since according to him, the color was connected to his beloved's accident. However, Geet's reply showed the optimism to him, and it pinched me when he broke down in her arms.
Again in this update, you reminded me of something. Sunsets. You know I love watching setting sun so much. It is something I do religiously. For some reason I always loved Setting sun more than Rising sun. One of my friends once said we aren't supposed to watch a setting sun. It indicates the end of life or something like that. But I never stopped watching it. Because the beauty in sunsets not only lies on the scenery it makes, for me it also lies on the school children who goes back to their homes happily, the flock of birds, which pass through the sky and everything..which takes us back home. Again, I am not making any sense. Ignore me.
Edited by Cloud9. - 12 years ago
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