No one but “Tweety” will be happy to visit us. That’s how my mother used to bait my father. Her complain was right. For, curtains and furniture in our home were all yellow.
Father’s love for yellow color remained a mystery, until a time came when as a student of psychology; I studied the impact of colors.
I always knew but never realized that my father being an orphan child lived a difficult life. His life was all about struggle and in the midst of all those difficulties he always remained calm.
This day was a hectic day and when I returned from job, I saw my toddler was busy in playing.
I took him in my arms and caressing his cheeks, I couldn’t resist looking at his hand. Clutching his yellow boat my son was smiling. His precious smile filled my heart with joy.
Life is all about staying hopeful and my son’s yellow boat often reminds me of this 🙂
(Yellow is a color of optimism, friendliness, creativity and confidence.)
Written for Flash Fiction for AspiringWriters. Thanks Pricelessjoy for this opportunity and many thanks to Sonya for this beautiful picture 🙂