She was driving at full speed now. The sun shone down, fierce and golden. The words of the doctor were echoing in her mind. “Ms. Deshpande, you have a growth in your stomach. I am afraid it is malignant which gives you less than six months to live.” His voice was grave, and she found herself wondering why he needed to put on an act. After all, he was in the profession of doling out bad news. Stories that bring out the significance of colours as part of #MyFriendAlexa