By Sandeep Datta, May 6, 2013
It was Sunday, a comparatively lenient day for most of the people, even in media. The general mood is to enjoy a feeling of half-day off, with friends and foes in office alike. So I arrived in office, wearing a fluorescent green Kurta instead of formal shirt.
For the last two years, I have developed a special liking for Kurtas. As I have delivered my three public speeches wearing them. Also, Kurtas offer a special or distinct feeling, whether one wears them with a trouser or jeans.
But I never realised it was not just the Kurta but its colour which could evoke so much response. I failed to understand it a few days ago when my news editor, an affectionate and friendly lady, wore a orange coloured-Kurta.
People termed it 'saffron', a general connotation for being related to Sangh's off shoots instead of the first colour of national flag. But it was actually looking very bright and appealing on that lady who always greets all with a genuine smile.
Yesterday, it happened to be my turn. I wore the fluorescent green for the first time in office. I had actually bought it for the environment day in our locality. I wore it as it was sweltering heat outside and I preferred looking a bit 'green' like leaves. lols.
But I was surprised to see the kind of mixed reactions I received in office.
Since the fluorescent colour strikes the eyes, for not being worn usually except by the residents from North East India due to their love for colours, it evoked varied responses.
A girl from Bihar, the state known for Madhubani art, looked shocked when she said: "Oh MY GOODD!" and a male colleague, in lighter vein, described it to be a "Nimbu" and another one said "Chamkiley".
But there were others who liked it and put their first reaction to the colour in a quite dignified way -- "Bhai, wah! This is the beauty of fluorescent green. It is not green", "Badhiya hai sahab", "Kya baat hai janab, wadiya hai".
The day passed on and individuals kept coming and expressing their sense of surprise in different ways.
But I observed one thing through all the reactions. At times how much it can matter, the way we react to something or about somebody at times.
While dragging my punctured motorbike to the nearest petrol pump after calling it day in office, I brooded over the variety of reaction I got.
Though I give a damn to others' sense of liking or disliking when it comes to what I am wearing or doing, I still kept smiling over their responses.
Having topped in textile designing from J.D.Inst.of Fashion Technology and having learnt over 50 designing and painting styles, I always take pride and mostly appreciated for the scheme of colours I apply in anything.
So I never allow it to matter whenever someone suggested anything related to 'colours' to me. Rather, I always smile at their limitation to first understand and then react about one's joy of celebrating life with colours.
If I have to, I take the advise of a selective few whom I value for their choice of colours. But, certainly, not of just any other person.
It surprises me to notice how most of the people fail to observe the natural surroundings. They come into this world and just pass way, hardly ever taking out time to see, feel and enjoy the vast beauty that is spread around our world.
Perhaps, they need to learn that each colour has its distinct appeal. It is the occasion, the mood, the season, the environment, and, most importantly, the state of mind that influence senses in our selection of colours of anything or the dress for the day.
Regards
Chaudhary Sandeep Datta
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