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Somewhere around 15 years ago… It was a lazy evening. Baba and I were half-lying, half-sitting on the sofa watching old Hindi songs. Because of my parents, I have always had a special fondness for old Hindi songs. As we sat there watching one of those black and white melodies, out of nowhere Baba said- there is something about these black and white movies. Color movies are not just the same. Too many colors on the screen are confusing. Sometimes overwhelming. For my under construction mind back then (I was only in 6th standard), it was too much to grasp. The fault was not really mine. Baba was being quite absurd. Baba grew up watching color movies. If my grandfather had said something like that, I could have understood. Blaming it on his age would have been easy. But what about Baba? I remember I had asked- what do you mean by that. Baba, still lost in his thoughts, tried explaining but no luck. Finally, he had settled for- leave it. I can't exp...