The day wears on and I am witness to a brilliant sunset. Red fills the universe of my sight interspersed with a flaming orange. An orange at war with the red fighting for space and winning in bright streaks. This sunset, I think, should be a fitting start to the end of a good day. But I pause and wonder at what the remains of the day yet hold for me. While the magnificent spectacle plays on, granting me front row audience to a cosmic dance, manifestations of which fill the sky up ahead. Amidst such beauty, I am filled with a longing, not quite sorrow, that a good day is past and is never to be mine again.
a long awaited post adn a very good one too.. yo!!
ReplyDeletethankyou ..er .. who ?
ReplyDeletevivid. nice :)
ReplyDelete(... oh yeah, and i didnt say that! :D)
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ReplyDeletethank you m for saying what you didnt say.
ReplyDeleteyeah... some things are better left unsaid!
ReplyDeleteAmidst such beauty, I am filled with a longing, not quite sorrow,
ReplyDelete..hmmm. yes. beauty has that effect..:)
nice.
-Priyanka
@ m : eh ? but you just said it.
ReplyDelete@ Priyanka : thank you
once a month posting is it for this new year resolutions..
ReplyDeletewho is asking ?
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