The city of West wick was built at the edge of a lush forest and is truly a technological metropolis. Hundreds of ethnic restaurants, diners and food carts offer a plethora of culinary choices and those who feel hungry for something else can enjoy musical activities, sightseeing, concerts or one of the many other recreational venues.

Your city and my city are almost alike but there is one huge difference. Your city may have big green trees, colorful houses, when there is a firework show you see beautiful colorful lights but that’s what makes it beautiful. On the other hand we also have the same thing but remove color from everything and when we do that all that is left is shades of black and white.

By now you would have guessed, we don’t have colors in our life literally. People used to believe in them but now they are just myths. I still believe in them and there were many authors who tried their best to explain color to us.

Popular idioms show that people have long associated colors with the emotions they evoke. People associate red with anger (or lust), blue with depression, and since at least Shakespeare’s day, green with jealousy.

Red, orange and yellow are next to each other on the wheel and are all warm colors. Warm colors often evoke feelings of happiness, optimism and energy. Cool colors include green, blue, and purple. Cool colors are usually calming and soothing but can also express sadness. Happy colors are bright, warm colors like yellow, orange, pink and red. Sad colors are colors that are dark and muted. Black and grey are the quintessential sad colors, but dark and muted cool colors like blue, green or neutrals like brown or beige can have a similar effect on feelings and emotions depending on how they’re used. Strong, bright colors and neon colors can have a powerful effect on emotions.

That’s how I understand color. Maybe I am wrong but I know this that in my heart this is all I have and when I will feel these emotions I will know and feel these colors too.

I bet you take these color granted as they are always there from the moment you come in this world to the moment you leave this world. My world has accepted the fact that we won’t ever have color in our lives.
Once I told my mother my theories about color and she just said, “Now my dear don’t go around the world telling these insane theory of yours. We don’t want the world to think you are crazy.”

After hearing those words I nearly lost hope and became like them thinking that maybe colors are indeed a myth for me.

But then I read a book about a person from your world who wrote that he was born blind from birth but that didn’t stop him from knowing, understanding and believing in colors. He made me realize there are other ways to know color without feeling these emotions.

Brown feels like the earth, or the dead parts of things that grew out of the dirt from the earth. The smoothness and suppleness of the leaves feels like green; green feels like life. But when the leaves are crispy like these other ones, they have turned brown and aren’t alive anymore How you feel when you’re swimming in water, the cool wetness that feels relaxing, is how blue feels. If you have ever had a sun burn, your skin turns a red color. Or, if you have felt embarrassed and blushed, that heat on your cheeks looks red. Grey is very hard and strong. It feels sturdy like a road under your feet, or the wall that you can lean against, but it isn’t alive and doesn’t grow or have feelings.

The pitter patter of soft footsteps was heard. A girl about the age of 5 stood near the door and smiled at the woman and said, “Mommy, what are you doing?” the girl had a curious look on her face. Those big brown orbs did nothing but made the woman smile.

She stopped typing on her computer and faced the girl smiling. “Why are you not asleep yet, love? It’s pretty late”

Hearing that, the girl just smiled cheekily at her mother and went to sit on her lap. “I am not sleepy and you didn’t told me a bed time story.” Saying that she started to try reading the story her mother just wrote on her computer.

“What is this story about?” the girl asked her mother. The woman smiled at her daughter’s curiosity and said, “This story is about a girl who has no color in her life but she still has hope that she can still understand the colors and have them in her life through happiness, love and many more emotions.”

The girl just looked at her mother trying to understand what her mother just said. The woman knowing fully well that this is a little too much for a 5 year old started stroking her daughter. “The girl in the story, is she me? I hope she gets the color in her life.” The woman a little taken back that her daughter understood that much thought she underestimated her girl and muttered a yes.

The girl had a confusing look on her face and she asked her mother a question, “The colors are they really like that? When will I see those colors mommy?”

The woman looked at her daughter’s brown orb and said, “My love, you don’t need to see those colors when you can feel them and now look at the time let’s get you to bed”

The girl pouted at her mother and stick out her tongue making her mother laugh.

“When will daddy come home?”

Hearing that the woman just told the girl that daddy would want her to sleep right now and went in the girl’s room and tucked her in the bed.

After making sure that the girl was sleeping the woman went back to her study and closed her laptop, on her way to the door of the study her eyes fell on a photo frame and she just smiled at the memories and went to her room.

The photo frame contained a picture of the woman, the girl and a man all laughing in the sunshine over something the man said. The girl was pointing towards the gap in her mouth when her teeth came out. The man was holding the girl and had his other hand around the waist of the woman. The woman was laughing and it was love and happiness that shone in her eyes.

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Hey guys,

I know this isn't exactly a Lily's update but this is a short story i wrote. I had it for quite some time but until now i wasn't sure whether i should share it or not.

We don't know or understand thoses who are blind or have color blindness or any other kind of disability but  we say we are sorry. Here's a thing, sorry doesn't cut it, instead if you treat them just the way you treat any other person that will be great.

They are not different from us so we should not let them feel that way either.

Yours truly,
Roselady