What Colour is the sky?

If I asked you or a million or so other people what colour is the sky the reply would be an instant 'blue'. But have you ever thought what would a visually challenged person reply? Blue or for that matter cloudy or bright means nothing to her . Things and concepts we take for granted have no place in the world of the blind. Living in my visually stimulating world I never thought about this. I just looked at the sky to gauge my prediction for the day's weather. Colours have meaning for me. They affect my mood. I have favourites and make choices for the colours of my clothes, my room even my food. I colour code my wardrobe. I am a graphic designer, colours are my world. But what if I could not see. A black, purple, orange will suddenly seem unknown. Will my world be the same? I don't like the thought. Hell! it scares me. Why do I think about it now? I was introduced to world of the sightless when I chose to volunteer for the Radio Mirchi project to record books for the sightless. Sure I have seen people around me who do not have the gift of sight but this was the first time I was entering their world. I felt like an over-previlaged imposter. When I read any book, I see it in the eye of my mind. How do I do justice to all the sightless people when I read the book? How do I convey to them the meaning of concepts we comprehend like second nature? How do I explain the red hibiscus or the blue light filtering under the door or the worried look on the mother's face as she sees her baby on the swing for the first time. I'll try my best and let my voice be the sight. It'll not be easy as I am the handicapped in their world. I wish I could understand them better. The sightless are less eqiupped than sighted people but are no way less able. But I do feel greatful for the gift of sight. I for one would like to take time out everyday and thank god for special gift. I hope I can make difference to my life and to those around me.