BLACK

My obsession with everything black I think is derived from my brother. You would think there were just three colours - black, blue and grey, because that was all you would find in his wardrobe. And considering I wore all his hand-me-downs, it stuck on to me as well. I hung onto it because it helped me blend into the crowd, and not be noticed. The colour red is my most detested colour – because it’s attention drawing, and when you draw attention it may as well be because you walked into the room, not because you walked in and fell flat on your face!

Black speaks to me as being chilled out, cool, yes even during summer, in the sweltering heat, I would never give up black tees.

My mother laments – these kids of mine are strange, they both love the colour black while I hate it – and then she goes on to state how she loves white, and as a spinster she wore just white sarees, and prided herself at the purity of her whites..

I am so obsessed with black that everywhere I go, the desktop of my pc is always black! I took it a bit further when I tried to change the internet browser to black as well – which FYI I succeeded. The winamp player that I use.. obviously black. And O yea.. the scooterette that I ride – black as well. The first car I buy.. mmhmm going to be black!

I tell my friends, if I had a choice, on my wedding day I would be dressed in a black flowing dress, with a black veil, like a Gothic chick, and he would be in a white suit like Jeetendra of yesteryears, to which my father expresses his serious, though not ill-founded doubts whether I would get married in a DRESS at all!!!!

Hum kale nai hai toh kya hua.. kale color se pyaar zaroor hai..