It takes a fragile glass or a drop of water to break the sun's rays. The harsh rays of the sun, which sting the eyes and burn the skin, are broken down into beautiful colours that are soothing and become a feast for the eyes.

The human mind is like the glass prism or the water droplet as it has the power to create a rainbow from the harshest of situations. That is its beauty. It can perceive beauty in the struggle of the balloon seller to sell his wares on a busy street, it can decipher beauty in the blooming of the sole Gulmohur tree amidst the mass of concrete in the city and sense the romanticism in the rain. It presents life as an array of colours for the human brain to imbibe and the heart to revel in.

The poems in this book are the hues of life brought out by the mind, in the hope that there could be a few more hearts out there that would love to revel in these hues.