Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Color…color…Isn’t it amazing, the variety of colors we come across daily, but, which we fail to appreciate because our mind is busy elsewhere? The first colorful post for this word, is an incident of today which goes thusly:
Red, nee, crimson: Color on the face of the lady sitting on the bench next to next to mine…why? Well, every day morning, while waiting for our co. bus, I observe that there’s a red-n-yellow taxi waiting for this lady. Today, as usual, she walked out of the building, in the blue-n- bluer trousers n Tshirt two sizes smaller than her, err, plump figure, white cigarette with light brown end burning furiously in her mouth(Probably a way to dismiss the day’s tensions or Wednesday morning blues in advance), and …voila, today, the taxi guy had left already(I saw him waiting when I reached, btw)…so, she shakes her hands angrily, dials a number on one of her cellphones(One was grey, one was dark blue), and starts screaming at the driver…’What time is it?’ He gave some answer ‘So why did you go? What 717 AM? My time is 730 AM’ –screams a bit more…then, ‘ ok, are you going to come or do I call your company and complain?’ I guess he said ‘No, I won’t. Be my guest and call them.’ And, that’s what caused the change in colour from normal to pink to crimson red on her white face, I guess.
Red, nee, crimson: Color on the face of the lady sitting on the bench next to next to mine…why? Well, every day morning, while waiting for our co. bus, I observe that there’s a red-n-yellow taxi waiting for this lady. Today, as usual, she walked out of the building, in the blue-n- bluer trousers n Tshirt two sizes smaller than her, err, plump figure, white cigarette with light brown end burning furiously in her mouth(Probably a way to dismiss the day’s tensions or Wednesday morning blues in advance), and …voila, today, the taxi guy had left already(I saw him waiting when I reached, btw)…so, she shakes her hands angrily, dials a number on one of her cellphones(One was grey, one was dark blue), and starts screaming at the driver…’What time is it?’ He gave some answer ‘So why did you go? What 717 AM? My time is 730 AM’ –screams a bit more…then, ‘ ok, are you going to come or do I call your company and complain?’ I guess he said ‘No, I won’t. Be my guest and call them.’ And, that’s what caused the change in colour from normal to pink to crimson red on her white face, I guess.
Hehe..I felt positively tickled pink after this incident.. While she was still musing, my white co bus with Ebenezer transport emblazoned on it in red, arrived.)
I guess you can’t blame her for being off color. But, tell me, was she right to see red like this? Why do some people expect red carpet treatment always?
I guess you can’t blame her for being off color. But, tell me, was she right to see red like this? Why do some people expect red carpet treatment always?
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And, here's some 'color'ful jokes:
What is green and sings?
Elvis Parsley!
What is black & white, black & white, and orange?
Two skunks fighting over a basketball!
What is green & red all over?
A pickle holding its breath!
What is black & white & red all over?
A skunk with diaper rash!
What is a cat's favorite color?
Purrrrrrrrrple!
Before anyone goes Grrr! at these jokes, let me say' byeeeee'!