Thousands bowed down in reverence to the orange robed saint. His gentle demeanour, healing touch to the needy, wise words to the seeker made him a very sought after figure. The orange he wore was an embodiment of his saintly nature. It showcased the fact that he had conquered anger, envy, greed, attachment, ego (Kam, krodh, lobh, moh....)
However, he knew that he always felt a twinge for another kind of orange.....the orange ambrosia. And just to overcome the longing, he would go into reclusion during the summer months. Not meeting anyone, not eating anything. For 2-3 months in a year he would be in total meditation. What was called "aam"(common) by everyone, was "khaas"(special) for the saint. He wanted to abstain from feeling a longing for the delicious orange nectarine fruit (mango).
**BROWN
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Chocolate pieces, jaggery filled coconut barfi, a big mug of steaming coffee, brown smears of a cookie on my face, and a brown furball of a puppy on my lap.......brown is the colour of happiness.
**RED
"Now would that be Candy Apple, Fire Brick, Lava, Venetian, Blood, Rossa Corsa, Vermillion, Carmelian, Fire Engine?"
"Errr....its red"
"MR. Claus, I'm asking you which shade would it be. they're all RED" snapped the salesman.
Santa was feeling lost. He wondered why he'd come shopping alone for his suit. Wifey dear would know exactly which shade of red it was.
"Ohhh OK, make it Rossa Corsa" ventured Santa cautiously.
He hoped that people would not notice the difference (if at all), or else the whole world would go into a tizzy on how Santa had broken the tradition by changing his dress colour. "Why oh why have things become so complicated, why is red not red, but so many other words? And has colour and style over shadowed the spirit of Christmas" thought Santa.
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- I am seriously funny - sometimes serious & sometimes funny. This blog potrays my kind of sense(nothing common about it) Nandinisms.............................. *I'm a positive person - God's orders. He filled me up with B+ve blood..... *I'm always right. If I'm wrong, then its correct to be so - hence I'm always right.