“Hey Abhishek, can you come here for a sec?” A colleague summoned me to his table.
I am always fond of this person – cool and calm, yet so funny and joyful. He never paid any heed to worries, and would always get his way out of every situation. He was the topper in IIM Ahemdabad, and he’d receive a promotion every six months – he had grown with a tremendous pace.
“Can you look at this PPT and tell if colors of this legends are different or the same?”
“You are kidding me, right?” My reaction was as stark as the difference between those two legends – one bloody red, another dark green.
“Not actually. I am partially colorblind”. The colors on my face had faded too.
I remembered complaining about an all-red feedback I’d received in the morning. And a black night I had yesterday. And the Monday blues. And the orange terror. And the grey shades of every person I’ve ever met in my life!
He didn’t complain about anything. It never bothered him.
He always saw (and sees) the world through his own lenses. The invisible hues didn’t reduced the colorfulness of his vision!