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White

WHITE
It’s the colour of mourning.
It's the colour of celebration.
It's the colour of peace.
It's the colour of happiness.
It's pure, calm, serene, and honest.
It’s the colour of the first meal that baby takes.
It’s the colour of maturity on a person’s head.
It’s the colour of the moonlight.
It’s the colour of the clouds.
It’s the colour of the sea foam.
It’s the screechy chalk on the black board.
It’s the clean surface of the white board.
Mixes with every other colour to give it a new identity.
It makes red go pink.
It turns the black into grey.
And it's just White

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What comes to your mind when you think of White..
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Comments

Anonymous said…
white to me is
happiness
Pallav said…
White?? Uh that thing needs some color! ;)

N
Anonymous said…
hmm, something clean?!
& tat makes me think of Christmas too. A White Christmas.
Akanksha said…
Well...it was really a great post!!! white is wt i feel today..for me, white is satisfaction!!!
Anonymous said…
white white orbit white
Anonymous said…
White reminds me of Ac Milan's Official logo :)



Ac Milan is an Italian soccer team(in case you are wondering)
Bharti Bedi said…
one colour so many meanings...awesome..
Christopher and Joel..welcome to the blog..
and Joel although um not a soccer fan i do know what AC Milan is..
tc..have fun guys...
abhishek said…
white to me is a flash of light from heaven..
Anush said…
white is something that humanity needs in order to reproduce [:P]
Anonymous said…
white means PEACE...
Ankit said…
white is serene...
hate dealing with chalks though.. :P
cheers!
Anonymous said…
White to me is peace.
Anonymous said…
simi gerewal
Alesea said…
to me its pure.....i had talked about the wife and the mistress difference if u remember...but even the mistress, whom we associate with the colour red..can be associated with white in her own way

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