Andrew's Colour

Andrew's Colour

1.  Bribe to Andrew

 "Andrew," yelled the mother cooking the stuff which

  Andrew like the most.

 "Yes, mommy", replied Andrew.

  Mother was making his favourite dish which he always wishes to eat. Cheesy-Wizzy Pasta was almost ready to serve and mommy put it into the bowl and brought it out in the hall. As soon as she put the bowl on the dining table, a whirlwind of smell of cheese and pasta rose from it and travelled through all the corners of the hall. After rolling and crawling in the hall, whirlwind decided to climb the wall and reached inside the white walled room of the Andrew, who was playing  a game called 'witch and the prince'  with the broom!

Whirlwind got hold of him, rolled him inside the room, brought him down into the hall where he had several fall. It made him set on the chair in front of the dining table where cheesy-wizzy pasta was waiting for him. Whirlwind subsided into the bowl as if nothing has evolved. He got hold of the bowl.

 He looked at the Chessy-wizzy pasta with wide opened eyes; a typical glutton does while eyeing the sight of the delicious food. He took hold of the spoon, dipped it inside the bowl, filled it with pasta and put it into big round mouth of his own. He ate one spoon after the other, no time to chew, just put it into mouth, so it can travel through the food pipe and finally reach to the stomach. Bowl got empty, now it was the most interesting part for the Andrew. He always likes to lick the vessel after eating his favourite food. He

Licked, licked, and licked the bowl.

It became so shiny and cleaned, even it was not so shiny and cleaned when it was purchased from the store.

"Today, Painters are coming to paint your white walled room!" Said mother smiling and cleaning the room.

"NO, NO, NO" Shouted and jumped Andrew.

"Whole house got painted except your room!"

"I know that mommy; even they have painted the Tommy!" But I do not want my room to be painted!" said Andrew coldly

"Andrew, my child, your room will look beautiful and charming after the painting." Said mother alluringly.

"No, No, No mommy, Let it be the way it is. You know the way you don't like the mess in my room same way I don't like any colour either."  and he started reciting the poem he always used to do, whenever mother, father, grandma, and grandpa talked about the colours to him.

Brown, Blue, Black,

They are like rat;

Which I hate.

Yellow, Orange, Green

They remind me of pea

Which I even don’t like to see.

All these colours are so dull!

I don't like any of them all!

Mommy tried hard for convincing the Andrew for allowing painting his white walled room. She even tried to bribe him with the chessy-wizzy pasta and cold drinks, but Andrew like the iron pole remained adamant with his decision of not painting his room. He did not like any colours at all!

"Andrew, if you don't like any colour, then you should make colour of your own," retorted mommy sarcastically and went to the bank. She worked there as the senior manager. Father was already on the business trip and grandma and grandpa were sitting in the park under the shade of banyan and neem. At this time, except Andrew no one was there in the house.

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2.  Rolling Thinking Time

He resumed the play of the playing with the clay. While he was playing words of the mommy crossed his brain, like blood flows in veins.

"Andrew, if you don't like any colour, then you should make colour of your own," 

"This is an excellent idea. Mommy gave me good advice to make a colour of my own. Once I will make it, I will paint the wall!" Andrew muttered joyfully.

"But how, how I would make the colour of my own! Let me roll and think on the floor!"

When Andrew wanted to explore anything, or come up with an idea to do something new, he used to roll on the floor.

When Andrew wanted to think the new thoughts or come up with the idea of new innovations and creations, he used to roll on the floor.

He rolled from North to South.

He rolled from South to North.

He rolled from East to West.

He rolled from West to East.

And at last came up with the idea, idea of making colour of his own.

"I, I got the idea!" shouted he with a glee and went downstairs and climbed on his bicycle to flee.

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3.  Collecting Materials from Mr. David.

He directly went to the stationery shop whose owner Mr. David was the friend of his father.

"Uncle David, I want to purchase 3 boxes of wax crayons, 3 boxes of oil pastels, and 3 boxes of water colours."

"So many colours. What do you want to do with them, my child?"

"I am making a big, no huge, no enormous school project. I need all these stuff to create!" boasted Andrew confidently.

"Alright my child. Let me pack the stuff you want by the time count this pencil boxes lying beside the phone!

Andrew counted the pencil boxes and they were 20.

He shouted, "They are 20, Uncle David!'

Mr. David packed the things and gave them to the Andrew.

"Here is your stuff and one toffee for the counting work!"

"Father will pay the bill"

"No, problem my child. Best of luck for your big, no huge, no enormous school project" Said Mr. David waving good bye to him.

Andrew waved back and rolled his bicycle's wheels to go to the next place.

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4.  Mr. Levin's Wall Paint Shop

He rode, rode and rode and finally reached to the Mr. Levin's wall paint colour shop.Mr.Levin was the friend of his mother.

"Uncle Levin, Painting work is going on at my home. Mommy has given me the list of colours to be sent urgently at home!"

 "Oh Andrew come my child. Let me see the list and sent the required stuff!"

 Andrew handed the list.

1 box of each paint

Black, Blue, Green, Yellow, and

Cream glossy paint.

"So many different colours?  Asked suspiciously Mr. Levin.

"I don't know uncle, Mommy gave me this list and asked me to handle it to you and also told me to request you to send them urgently at home." said Andrew in such a way as if he was really not knowing the reason behind purchasing the colours.

"Alright my child, I am sending the stuff in a while!"

Andrew smiled and rolled his bicycle's wheels back home.

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5.  Stirring and Painting Time

Big empty plastic  tub, 3 boxes of wax crayons, 3 boxes of oil pastels, 3 boxes of water colours, Black, Blue, Green, Yellow, Cream glossy paint, and 1 big brush to paint were kept on the floor of the Andrew's room.

He kept big empty plastic tub in the center of the room.

He poured two buckets of water into it, then unpacked the crayons, pastels and water colours and put them also into it. Then came the turn of the glossy wall paints. One by one he poured them into the tab.

He had got a big wooden stick to stir the things and made it into a mixture.

He stirred, stirred, and stirred

"Something is missing!" Andrew muttered. Thought for a moment and opened his study drawer and brought out a pack of shining powder glitter.

He put the powder glitter into the mixture and again resumed the stirring process.

He stirred, stirred, and stirred.

After a while all the materials got dissolved into each other, mixed into each other and took the form of shiny liquid.

He took a look at it and to his surprise he liked it. He liked the liquid, to put it in a better way the colour made by him. This was the first time he liked any colour.As it was made by him, he thought of giving a name to it and called it by the name

'Andrew's colour'

Andrew put the brush into the paint and started painting the wall.

When he was painting wall facing North he was thinking about his first birthday party.

When he was painting the wall facing South, he was thinking about his first day at school.

When he was painting the wall facing East, he was thinking about his memorable trip at Paris.

When he was painting the wall facing West, he was thinking about the receiving first prize for the drawing competition held at the school.

He was deeply engrossed in the painting work, when it was finished he got the stool, put in the center of the room and took a look around the room

As soon he took a look, he was flabbergasted. He saw all four walls had the scenes respectively about which he was thinking while painting the wall.

 He became very happy. Now it was not a white walled room. It was now memorable event walled room.

All four mother, father, grandma, and grandpa came home together and when they don't find Andrew any where they directly went to his room. As soon as they entered the room they were not able to believe transformation happened in the room.

"We though you don't like the colours?"  All asked in unison.

"I do except the Andrew's colour!"  Andrew smiled, winked and climbed down to ride his bicycle in the town.

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The End.