Colour

Colour colour which colour do you want? Red, Blue, Green and Yellow!

I guess most of us remember this game while at school along with the messy notebook paper folded to fit across thumb and index fingers of both the hands. I always wondered why the game always had only the prime colours. My favourite colours have always been the mellow yellows and the baby pinks; be it clothing, accessories or stationery. I feel the English are less adventurous when it comes to dressing even though there are some world famous English colours floating around. I feel the official colour of Great Britain need to be Black!

I have been employed for three complete years in this country and I have seen only a handful of people who include colours in their work wardrobe. Through my wise ponders and interviews I have been told that women feel less figure conscious wearing black and some men claimed that black suit gave them an air of importance. I come across an impeaching statement of how one can never find that perfect little black dress they always wanted. However, I still like the way the English dress and worth mentioning their manners.

If the physical aspect of colour can be set aside, I still see colours in my every day encounters on the train, in the station and even at my work place. I can see the green when a certain group of weight watchers discuss about how much weight they have lost within last few weeks. I can see the radiant yellow in the lady’s face when on her last day at work before her maternity leave. I can see the baby pink on cheeks of the handsome struggling actor early in the morning when he disembarks from a stuffy underground train. I can see the blue on a Monday morning at the queue for vending coffee at the machine. I can see the colour black at management meetings discussing about 55% management costs.


The whole world, as we experience it visually, comes to us through the mystic realm of colour – Hans Hofmann