The best place to find colors is in nature. Yellow sunflowers or red roses, green leaves and blue skies… Debasish brings some colors of nature to life with his verse. I agree with him when he says that with each color, we, and life, amasses some beauty. It’s not often we realize that, of course.
The poem looks at life and its unpredictability as a canvas where it is unsure which color will shine at what time, and that this unpredictability, leaving everything to the Lord, is what makes life interesting. I admire the poet for combining different types of poetry, but somehow, I feel that focusing one form too many has diluted the poem a little.
One thing I like about poetry is that it can mean something completely different to two different readers. Colors aren’t that different to poetry in this aspect. That’s something the poets look at through this poem, comparing the perceptions of colors in life. I liked that. The poem perhaps feels more prosaic because of the style, and that made it a bit hard to read.
The story is one that focuses on the color of friendship. It’s a tale of two friends, both army wives. What I liked in the story was the strength of that friendship, and also how some colors are interpreted in different ways. The story is engaging because the plot and the characters are simple. Though I expected a sad ending, thankfully that did not happen.
I liked that the author has brought out the beauty of the setting at the start of the piece, but the strength of the story is more in the main character Avantika finding what was missing in her life; and through an old friend as well. The feeling of being lost without something in life is something I feel anyone can relate to, and that made reading the story worthwhile.
Writing a story is an art too, so this story is an art about an artist and his struggle to find inspiration. The struggle to find inspiration is something I could relate to, but the colors here are both literal and metaphorical, as the story sees them in life and the artist’s painting. I liked the way the author narrates the tale, and even puts in a touch of humor with the ‘other painting’. And I liked the character of Srikala too.
Looking back at the memories which made our life, we can feel the memories come to life again. When that happens, the colors are remembered, even when a photo is black and white. The authors paint the story of an old man looking back at his life through old photos, reliving the moments that mattered. What I liked about the story was the descriptions and the twist at the end. What I didn’t like was the insertion of ‘Down Memory Lane’ before each flashback.
(© 30th May 2016)