Wheel Of Colors

The fiery, spirited colors overwhelmingly predominant others. Random spots of sky cool, earth warm paint here and there. The wheel of colors spins fiercely a fabric, a lawlessness of intense, perilous emotions, that yet transport deeply rooted richness.

The womenfolk the perpetual spotlight, the likes of life and love, who spins out the cultural richness only to be soiled by the unruly the culture with lawlessness. Womenfolk in India are rich with values but constrained in everyday life by social and cultural discrimination, fetter their freedom of choice and action. Walking a path of quandary, made worsened by studded nails of traditions and customs.

Fetters and nails, traditions and customs have corroded the lives of many women and children in India, but undeniably have empowered their voices, emboldened courage and fearlessness. The unruly’s attempt to stomp the voices, escalate fear among innocent lives are met with defiance. The unruly will be judged with true color, the innocence will live in lively colors.

Red may be fiery but it is brilliance, it is spirit. The colors flow in this bridal procession are simply alive and rich, just should the women who wear them and the same the women with similar plight around the world. Women should be appreciated, celebrated, just as we appreciate the beauty of this image of celebration.

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