“Sometimes all you need is a little splash of colour!” – Unknown
After my stay in ‘Womb Inn’, my new world looked quite bright and colourful. In the initial days, I had trouble identifying objects and thing. The best I could focus on was things which were somewhere around 8 to 10 inches from my face. I thought that this was the perfect distance for me as I could easily see mommy’s face whenever she snuggled me.
When I was brought home, my room was full of some circular objects that seemed to be floating all around me. I could not see the colour clearly, but Miss A kept saying, “see the pink balloons … only for you.” I had never seen such a sight. and I sure was intrigued by them!
Around 8 weeks, I started recognizing faces especially of my parents’. One day something on the ceiling moved. I looked up and wondered what it was? Mommy noticed me staring at it. She told me that it was a fan and in its gentle breeze, I dozed off. When I got up after my short nap I saw a red round thing on that fan. I guess that was a balloon hanging on it and wondered what it was doing up there.
That evening I had a bad tummy ache. When I started crying, Miss A ran and switched on the fan. The red balloon started to move. I was awestruck by it and I forgot my tummy pain. Later I realised that mommy had put bright coloured balloons on all the fans to distract me. Hmm .. she is smart, after all she is my mom.
By 3 months, I started to understand colours more vividly. I remember how I was fascinated to see the curtains in my sister’s room. She told me that Mickey is giving a bright coloured bunch of balloons to Minnie. And boy! I could find myself following the colours to the extent that mommy had to literally close my eyes when it was time for me to sleep. Otherwise I would keep looking at them, become tired and howl … giving a rather tough time to mommy.
My pink and red dotted bassinet coverings are also very interesting. When everyone is asleep and I am awake, I quietly gaze at these bright dots, try to touch them, hold them and am very careful not to wake my mommy until required.
With each passing day, I started becoming more curious with bright colours and patterns. I love catching the panda bears on Miss A’s nightsuit, the fish on mommy’s pyjamas, red roses on Nani’s kurta, the colourful fridge-magnets and birds from the table cloth. I don’t actually know what these are, but someone or the other keeps telling me what these things are. Indeed this world is bright and wonderful with blue skies, the yellow sun, green grass and the many more amazing colours which I hear from Miss A, the world is full of.
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