Indigo is defined as a dark purplish blue.
The word reminds me of, nope, not the airlines with the same name, but the days of the fountain pen. That had me stymied for a while. Why was my mind throwing up images of a fountain pen scratching and scrawling on paper? Had I used an Indigo colored ink for writing? But Royal Blue ink is what comes to mind. Could it be that the lesson that touched on Indigo was taught in class round about the time I qualified to use the fountain pen?
‘Qualifying to use the fountain pen’ brings to mind some amusing thoughts. The elders of the day decried the use of fountain pen (in their words) ‘at such an early age’. It will spoil the handwriting of the children, they said in unison and with the right amount of disdain writ large on their collective sanctimonious faces. Of course they had forgotten that THEIR parents had said much the same when their generation switched from the slate and slate pencil to paper and pencil. Yawn. It is really amazing how humans cannot see their own stupidity in action, repeating the same things over generations, only changing the object complained against.
Next it was the turn of the ball point pen and the same old outcry about handwriting taking a beating. I am from a generation that was NOT allowed to write exams with ball-point pens in college. Luckily all that changed, as it ALWAYS will. Whosoever it may be who wants the world to freeze at a particular point in time, it NEVER EVER happens. Right now those who consider themselves “old” have shifted their self-righteousness to other things, like computers and how the coming generations are going to forget writing, blah, blah, blah, sob, sob, sob, some more blah, blah, blah…. Do you think the humans who got off trees and started walking on land heard this sort of thing from their tree-loving elders?
Sigh, this is a topic that needs a blog all to itself, so I will leave it for another day. And having infamously digressed, as is my wont, let me drag myself back to the topic at hand, Indigo.
I first heard of Indigo when the Social Studies teacher touched upon the topic of Indigo Revolt of 1859 in Bengal, and told us in passing that the name was derived from the indigo plant from which the indigo dye is made. It seemed there was a huge market for it in Europe those days and the planters (British) forced the poor Indian peasants to plant indigo instead of even food crops. The farmers were lent money at high interest and paid just a meagre fraction of the market price. Some things never change even in the present, eh? Anyway having reached the end of their tether the farmers revolted, and that revolt is said to be the forerunner of later non-violent revolts. (Read more at Wiki).
Of course, that lesson did not make clear what the color itself was. After all, dark blue covers a lot of different shades. Which exactly was Indigo? Having chosen to write about the different colors of the rainbow for the Write Tribe Festival of Words, I decided to find the answer once and for all, and did a quick Google search. And lo behold, I found I had landed myself in even more of a muddle. There is Bright Indigo, Electric Indigo, Denim, Indigo dye and more…! Suffice to say that I am going to be satisfied with Indigo being a deep and bright color close to Blue in the color wheel.
Here is another interesting fact about the color: It is considered a color of intuition and perception. It is supposed to aid concentration during introspection and meditation. So next time surround yourself with Indigo when you are on that inner journey. Believe it or not, the picture you see above is an Indigo colored sari I unearthed from my neglected and meagre collection. I had forgotten about its existence. But at least it came in handy for Indigo Day.
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Vidya Sury said:
Love the color, Shail, I too thought of the fountain pen. I remember Chelpark had a fabulous shade, different from Camlin. Somehow the word indigo also sounds progressive, probably because of the “go” 🙂 I am loving your series. Looking forward to the next!
shail said:
Chelpark! Thanks for reminding me. 😀
And maybe Indigo reminds us of the airlines too!
jini maxin said:
Btw i am still a fountain pen fan. In fact I’ve seen many writers who share the same passion. Moreover, the saree pic is lovely.
shail said:
Thanks Jini and welcome to Shail’s Nest. These days I only tap the keyboard. No pen or pencil 🙂
rainbowhues23 said:
Okay I love the color indigo. Its a very positive, rich color and I think its very much the ‘in’ thing these days. The color, I mean.
I loved the color of the saree here….why no more sarees, anyway, again?
Anyhow…people now call ‘indigo’ -ink blue, yes, that’s what I heard someone call it a few days back pointing at the saree Deepika Padukone is wearing in Yeh Jawani Hai Deewani….Yup!
Sorry about all the muttering here….if posts are supposed to be short, so should the comments…no? 😛
shail said:
I guess sari has been pushed down my throat too much that I detest it with a passion. Besides, who wants to walk around with 5 and a half metres of clothes wound round you? Not to mention the sari petticoat as well. People choose things that are more convenient in every way as time goes by. Why should we stick to a garment that is so cumbersome? 🙂
Smitha said:
I am from the generation after you,Shail, when the fountain pens had gained acceptance, but help would descend on you if you tried the ball point pen:)
The word indigo, always reminds me of some history lesson in school about how the colour/dye was found in India, and so named.
Is that a sari,Shail, looks lovely!
shail said:
We too graduated to funtain pen in 5th grade. But the elders decried it as too soon! 😛
Yes that’s a sari I dug out and clicked for today’s prompt! 😀
menons129 said:
Well written post. Indigo brings the Airlines to my mind.BTW the image is not visible in my laptop.
shail said:
Thanks Usha. I hope you could see the image later.
chsuresh63 said:
No ball-pens allowed; no calculators allowed – been there, undergone that 🙂
Indigo is another of those colors that I am color-blind to. Everything appears blue to me 🙂
shail said:
It is just another blue 🙂
Susan Deborah said:
I remember the Hero pen and all of us waited to graduate to Std VI so that we could use a fountain-pen. I had a Camlin pen as well. After using the Hero pen, I discarded the same in favour of the Camlin one which wrote thicker than the Hero. And Indigo and dark blue look very similar to me!
Joy always,
Susan
shail said:
We all waited for that moment when we could use the fountain open, didn’t we? 😀
mahabore said:
Blame aggressive advertising about “On time everytime” for all of us remembering the airlines whenever somebody mentions Indigo.
Loved the trip down memory lane to fountain pens and completely agree with your point that each generation conveniently forgets what they learnt from the generations before them 😀
Nice post, looking forward to Blue now…
shail said:
Thanks Jairam. It is amazing about humans, how they behave just like their parents when the time comes, except for a few 😀
Indigo does bring to mind the airlines! 🙂
Rekha said:
I love Indigo…because it has always taken me to my destination well before time, unlike other airlines. 😀 Jokes apart, it indeed is a beautiful color. Loved the saree. 🙂
shail said:
Indigo does that, always! 😀 Yes, it is a lovely color. 🙂
RajK said:
Ah, you reminded me of the good old days of the fountain pen! I still remember the way they felt in my fingers, the way the nib rustled on the paper, the way the ink would slowly get absorbed into the note paper…nostalgia…but yes, they were also messy and clunky…I think today’s gel pens are the best marriage between the ball pen and the ink pen.
Nice picture! Somehow, I found myself drawn to the background more that the sari. Very interesting things there…love the yellowish lighting too.
shail said:
Thank you Raj. You have an eye for photography (from what you noticed)
I agree about the gel pen 🙂
UmaS said:
Shail, I am more interested in that sari…lovely 🙂
Oh yeah…days of ink pen, filling ink from fillers, ink-stained fingers – there was so much fun in everything we did 🙂
shail said:
I too remember the ink-stained fingers, the ink-fillers et al 🙂
seena said:
Even my generation were not allowed to write exams with ball point pens till 12th standard. I started using ball point only from college 🙂 “It is really amazing how humans cannot see their own stupidity in action, repeating the same things over generations, only changing the object complained against” – exactly what I feel !
I knew Indigo as a part of VIBGYOR and Indigo revolution only, not as a colour of I see around or use, as till now, I called the colour (as in the saree) as blue only 🙂
shail said:
Even I called it blue till I started looking around for something ‘indigo’! 😀
Rajlakshmi said:
Good old days those were 😀 My windsor pen stayed with me for quite some time 😀
shail said:
Looks like you loved the fountain pens 😀
Laxmi Chundi Addanki said:
Enjoyed all 655 of them…keep them coming. I like it when feelings flow unedited, it might take time to read but it is totally worth it…and now, are you a better writer or a better clicker??? Decisions, decisions !!! :))
shail said:
Lol, have you decided yet, Laxmi? 😀
Santulan said:
For me Indigo is the color that is not blue, but not yet purple. Kinda like a middle ground.
Lovely saree you have, delicate floral patterns. I would rather it not have any of those golden bits in it, within itself with the blue bits it looks more homogeneous. The gold looks like some sporadic out growths
shail said:
I think indigo is more closer to violet/blue since it comes between them. Purple has an element of red in it.
Your opinion about the saree might change if you see it, because all those other bits add to it. Maybe the picture does not capture it well enough 🙂
Sfurti Juztamom said:
Beautiful color and beautiful post. We were not allowed to use ball point till I think we reached college.
I had no idea about the plant and origin of Indigo..and wow love the meaning.Thanks for sharing 🙂
shail said:
Sfurti, welcome to Shail’s Nest. It is only in the final year of degree that we received the welcome news that ball point pens were allowed for writing the exams. I remember feeling thrilled.
Thank you 🙂
the little princess said:
lots of interesting facts shail!! the ink pen phase is through for me..but my 9 yr old starts ink pens next yr…and im dreading the ink stains i will get to see (and wash!!)
shail said:
You reminded of the ink-phase of my kids. Gladly that is all behind me now 😛
Jasmeet said:
I never knew this color can be so beautiful not because of the its own essence but the words you scribbled!
shail said:
Welcome to Shail’s Nest Jasmeet and thank you for those lovely words! 🙂
Shilpa Garg said:
Ah! The memories of fountain pens and yes, even we used Chelpark ink and the same rebukes and admonitions. Now, my son and his generation writes only with gel pens. Oh this reminds me that Aaryan has never used a fountain or an ink pen!! Must get one for him. Indigo also reminds me of the neel powder used earlier for whitening clothes.
shail said:
Chelpark! Another name from the past 🙂 Thanks for reminding, Shilpa. Hope Aaryan enjoys the experience 🙂
Preeti said:
“It is really amazing how humans cannot see their own stupidity in action, repeating the same things over generations, only changing the object complained against” What a deep deep line….wow!
Great post 🙂
shail said:
Thank you for noticing and understanding that. And welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
Jyothi Nair said:
Fountain pen. I think i had the Hero brand. Royal blue ink. No, I don’t want to be reminded of those days. 😦 My books were a mess, thanks to those. 🙂
shail said:
Lol, one had to be really careful, isn’t it? Yeah, I am happy to be out of it too 🙂
subzeroricha said:
I knew everything that you have mentioned, including not being allowed to write with ball points and also at an early age the pen itself. I always think of the blue dye that was used to whiten clothes if you remember? Its what indigo reminds me of. I didnt know about the indigo revolt though…
Richa
shail said:
Yeah, the early dye used to whiten was indigo! Exactly. 🙂
vishalbheeroo said:
Blue Indigo is beautiful and enjoyed reading the post. I amazed at times how older generation criticize the new kids on things we use. They smartly forget how their parents criticized their ways. At times, it appear ridiculous though there is an iota of truth in what they say:)
shail said:
Like change criticism is a constant factor,in life it seems 🙂
sheethalsusan said:
I can never write with a fountain pen. I just don’t know how to write with it. I
need pointed tip ball pen. But love the richness of Indigo!
shail said:
Sigh. If you give me a fountain pen now I’d probably be unable to write anything! 😛
Btw, welcome to Shail’s Nest 🙂
Random Musings by Swati said:
Great post! And I am still a fountain pen fan. Taken after my dad I guess, Aha the strokes an ink pen can give while signing a document no other pen can match — no not even today’s gel pens have that royal feel to it. Interesting post and a lovely sari I must say, Looking forward to read more on other colours.
shail said:
Thanks Swati 🙂 Once a fountain pen fan, forever a fan it seems 😉
Random Musings by Swati said:
Yes that’s true and yay my blog is back! I feel alive and liberated
Corinne Rodrigues said:
The colour always brings to mind my grandfather’s lovely handwriting at the back of our photographs that he used to send us Christmas cards when we were in some far flung Army station. My father on the other hand always used a turquoise blue ink! 🙂
shail said:
I was fond of the turquoise ink those days. But we were not allowed to use that in class. So I used to have a second pen with turquoise ink to write things other than class work 🙂
sunita said:
Aah! Indigo brings back memories of the Indigo farmers in Motihari. Especially Gandhiji’s satyagraha in East Champaran Bihar against the Raj! I had the good fortune to visit the place a few years ago. Your post also takes us back to our school days, where fountain pen was a luxury and handwriting a statement of perfection 🙂
Thank you Shail for the reminiscences 🙂
shail said:
Wow, you visited the place! 🙂
Karan said:
Indigo – colour of introspection…so now i know when and where to wear it 🙂
and about change what is left say…its the only constant and yet people are rigid to accept the fact.
you can check out my post here:-
Karan – Grand Mother
shail said:
The truth about ‘change’ always goes neglected by many. Welcome to Shail’s Nest and thank you for the comment.
ohohsuzyq said:
Indigo is a colour I can never work out. I remember the fountain pen days – quink is the ink I remember.
shail said:
Quink is another of them! Glad for the memory Suzy! 🙂
Usha Pisharody said:
Ah! the depth of the Indigo. It’s a rather rare colour, and one that lends itself well to ethnic wear too. It brought to mind the Indigo festival that Fab India had, for me, the title itself, ie. 🙂
You’re so right about the way people harp about the fountain pen writing; and then go on to other things, like writing versus the computers and so on….
The indigo fingers we had, when we first began to use a pen, it is still fresh in my mind!
Lovely history lesson again! Thank you!
shail said:
Indigo fingers indeed 🙂 Thanks for your comment, Usha 🙂
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Amit said:
I remember using the fountain pen as a major milestone in my life. I was in complete awe of it during my pencil days.
shail said:
Same here! 🙂