"Was it the green of tiny shoots that push their way through the piles of gritty snow to remind me that spring was coming?
The kind of green that you'd find in the Onida devil's mischievous eyes?
That churning, passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm?
That green of the chilly I accidentally bit in my favourite pulihara?
That shade of green in the tangy gooseberry that fell from my perfect catapult shot?
That colour of the fields heavy with early morning dew as I watch it speed backwards from my train window?
The colour of the tadpoles making ripples in the pond, near Grandpa's house?
That green colour that brings hope and life no matter what has happened?"
It is all this and so much more :) Gorgeous green and lucious purple with happy parrots that fly all over the saree in poised, measured intervals woven in perfection.