Hues And Blues

Prologue

The bizarre traffic, the numerous honking of cars, children rushing into the public bus, the rich aroma of Pani-puri filling the air, the new college love birds having their own time in relishing those plates of hot samosas and stealing glances at the other, the street vendor busy in making his jalebis perfect is how the Chennai evenings are..

Comfortably seated on the terrace of a three-storey apartment, dressed in those olive green kurti and printed palazzo, her natural raven curls tied in a loose low bun while her stubborn strands framed her face exquisitely and a black nerdy glasses adorning her pearlish white complexion, here's our very own protagonist, surrounded with numerous notes and texts, Her eyebrows curving in sheer concentration as she drinks the contents of her research paper.

Buzz..Buzz..

Her barefoot tiny feet making way to the other side of the terrace, She was perched comfortably on the white fence of the terrace with her legs stretched, and even the flying flock of doves wouldn't have missed the way her big doe shaped chocolate brown eyes lit up, drinking the breathtaking sight of the blue sky slowly changing, into a lighter shade of orange and an inaudible gasp left from her lips as she witnessed the transformation of the sky for the millionth time, yet the mere sight could make her breathless.

After all, she was the girl who loved colours......