Two roads diverge in a yellow wood,
Being one traveller I couldn't travel both
Between the foilage in Frost's poem and a lemon on a tree, there are many shades of yellow in life.
Yellow is the color of
Joy … the garments worn by an indian bride are auspiciously coloured tumeric yellow
Memories … as I flip through the old book, the pages yellow with age hold innumerable memories
War … I fall sick, my body turns pale yellow but doesn't it fight the disease?
Beauty … the moon in it's full has always a shade of yellow
Prosperity … yellow is the colour of the expanse of fields before the harvest
Courage … what would u shade a tiger in the wild?
Tranquility … the bracelet on the wrist of a mother craddling her clild, isn't it golden yellow?
Music … it is the yellow beaked Mynah and not the black beaked crow that sings so melodiously
Friendship … yellow is the colour of friendship band that adorns my wrist
Yellow is the colour of seasons …
scorching sun in summer,
wild flowers blooming in spring,
leaves shed in fall,
rainbow rising in the rains
So, it must be something more than wavelength that makes yellow a primary colour of life. True isn't it???