satrangi aasman

indradhanush ke rang..satrangi…neela, laal, peela, hara….r haan gulabi bhi….par aisa kyun ki gulabi aur laal kinare pe hote hain …….gualbi rang laal hote hote kitne anek rango se guzar jata hai…theek waise hi jaise ek gulabi sapna…..sach sach hote hote pata nahi kitne shades r aspects batalata hai………

yeah her name was gulabi only…. a cute little girl…sitting in her backyard watching rainbow after the shower…..wishing to reach it, touch it. She loved the way rainwater trickled down the leaves…with the tip tip sound…the smell of wet earth…nd waiting for the rainbow after that.

Her home in the village named Kisani, was no different from other houses around; thached roof, mudden walls nd the gobar lipa hua aangan…it is in this angan only that she learnt walking as a toddler…watching the small neem grow along with her…no wonder she had named it as gulabi only …..

Gulabi growing up with gulabi …watching it rain together…..

rainbow…

rainbow…the play of colors….the spectrum….the arch of beauty….shining in the sky…for all to see and admire. As a child, I always wanted to know what adds color to the rainbow…how do the rain droplets sparkle and make the indradhanush (sanskrit word for rainbow)…..

today when i watch it rain…i can feel that the colors of emotions…after the rain of sorrow…luv…laughter… sparkle the most and make a rainbow….for the world to see…to praise…but somewhere deep inside the girl inside me now understands that colors shine only when they have been washed by tears..the pain…the feelings…..

This blog is an attempt to showcase the rainbow shining bright after the showers of emotions …..reflecting the vivid colors of life…….

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