And you know those seven sisters...

Long ago...In a distant village lived a family. The miller and his seven daughters. All of them beautiful. Each had her own talent. Not one was interested in their father's art.

The eldest was called Viola. Calmness was her strength. She was the rock of the family. The stabilizing factor. No storm could faze her. She would stitch wonderful clothes. The second was named Indigaa. Smart she was. And very adept at painting. The third sister was Bella. Now, this one was full of understanding. Very hard working. She would cook delicious meals for one and all. Next was Grena. She was the composite of Bella and Yella by nature. Grena had a strong physique. And she would be the one who would do most of the household chores. Number five was Yella ofcourse. Bright and funny. She was full of energy. A wonderful singer was Yella. Orana was the sixth daughter of the miller. She was born in the season of oranges. Always thoughtful and wise. The youngest and the most favorite daughter of the shepherd was Red. Named by her Grandmother. Red was very passionate and dynamic. Fine dancer.

Once it so happened that the Prince of the land happened to pass by the nearby forest. The forest was dense. And soon there was fog all around. And the Prince got lost. He was separated from the rest of his retinue. He wandered across the forest. Soon, he reached the small cottage of the miller and his family. He went and knocked on the door. Red answered the door. After the initial exchanges on who he was and how he had come there, the Prince was welcomed into the house. Over the next few days he would stay at the cottage.

All the sisters were in awe. They were struck by his radiance. He was the Prince of the land. He was a charming young man. Strong and handsome. All of them had fallen for him. And he too was thrilled to see them all. Bella would prepare sumptuous meals for the visitor. Indigaa painted his portrait. Yella would sing like the lark. While Red would dance. Grena made him some wood work. Orana would enchant him with her thoughts. Viola made him some very fine clothes. After a month or so, the Prince bid adieu. He left for his castle. But, he promised the miller that he would be back. And he would ask the hand of one of his daughters. And so he left.

Meanwhile, over the next few days, the Prince could not decide whom to marry. He liked them all. But, he was confused. He could not decide. Days became weeks. And he was sad. He had promised the miller. But, he loved them all. But, it would not be possible. Choose one..And break the hearts of the others. He could bear not. So, he went back to the cottage. And he told the miller. The miller was saddened. And his daughters were heartbroken. And the Prince left with a heavy heart. He went back to his kingdom.

The seven sisters could not imagine their life without him. All loved him. And he loved them. They decided to go to him. And talk to him. They rode in a carriage to go to his palace. On the way, there was a storm. And it rained like never before. There was thunder. And lightning. It seemed as if the clouds were anxious too. And they poured their grief. The carriage hit some fallen rocks. And it fell over. And then there was none left. Sad end. The news reached the Prince. Tears rolled down his eyes when he heard the news. He cried and cried. But, there was nothing that could stop his tears.

It so happened that it rained all that time. And then after seven days it stopped raining. And the sun was shining. For the first time, the people of the land saw a wonder. A brilliant arch dominated the horizon. It connected the sky and the earth. It seemed as if God's bow was out there for display. And it brought hope and joy. The Prince watched in despair. He was overcome with emotions. The seven sisters had come to see him after all. And he could now live with all of them.

And so, even today after all these years..The seven sisters live together. Continue to bring their qualities in our lives. Shades of joy..hope..cheer..calmness and harmony. Now, I understand the seven colors of the rainbow....