Have you thought of someone when you looked at yellow? The warm, nourshing, bright, happy colour reminds me of this girl in my college, who beautifully personifies yellow. Haven't ever been very close to her but not been a total stranger too. Funny how sometimes you 'know' someone so profoundly inspite of spending not longs hours in life.
For me, words by her appear in yellow too. When i read her writings, i dont see continous black texts holding an idea but i see her talk to me across the table over coffee, wearing a bright yellow kurta with an orange dupatta. She is wonderfully warm and stunningly generous.
And then there is one guy whose words always appear in gray to me, even if it was a poetry he wrote expressing his love. You might have guessed he wasn't the most cheerful and happy someone to be with.
Explains why i always like to read the girl and i think i know her without really knowing her and could never read the guy, even if those poems were all for me.
Words. How powerful can they be!
3 comments:
Our brain often does that!
Though here we talk strictly metaphorically, for some, the metaphor is so real that it is, in fact, real.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synesthesia
Hey, really like how you have described people here. We can all do with a little more yellow in life, can't we? :)
Totally! Yellow and some red would be enough at all times i guess ;)
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