Love is plentiful. Colours are plentiful.
You can’t single out one RGB value and say ‘This is red.’ There are different shades of red, just as there are different shades of blue.
If a sky is always blue, would it make you sit up and look at it? No. Because it turns smoky and white on a cloudy day, or dark and grey on a rainy day, or bright and orange during sunset, it makes you appreciate the blueness of it on a clear day.
That’s exactly how love works. Is love always a mother’s hug? Love is also when mother snatches a stapler from your 2-year-old self, or scolds you when you don’t eat your greens, or worries when you don’t reach home on time. Love is all that.
Just as there is no one shade to depict a colour, there is no one shade of love. The splendour of both lies in their seemingly endless shades that seamlessly merge into one another.
In this compilation of short stories, let’s explore love as shades of colour. Read Yellow and Beige now.
The writer has also recently published a novel titled Mis[s]Fortune. To read about that, click here.
Priyaa Sathiyaseelan 