Green is the colour they say…but what about the shades?There are times it is the meadow green,and then the times it’s the poison colour of jealousy..the layers of it keeps eluding…it exists beneath the skin overflowing and overpowering at the hints dropped by the moods. Be it the happy sunshine day that the open space beckons…the splash of green is there, be it the rainy, drenched heart…the fresh green gushes…when the dark shadow overpowers, it turns to the ghastly sick green…it is underrated at times…with the brilliance of yellow, brightness of red, romance of pink, vastness of blue, strength of black, purity of white, attraction of gold and seduction of silver…but its there always, wrapped away underneath…softly enveloping at times…ominously engulfing in angry waves at times…it depicts life, growth, power and then jealousy, anger, deception… it promises life and yet keeps cunningly scheming..it speaks a language of its own…all of this in an attempt to understand which green paints me right now…it doesn’t reveal itself but doesn’t fade either…it might be a promise, it might be the falsehood of it…
