Wednesday, February 08, 2006

The Morning Sky

The morning sky, light blue, just out of slumber with a trimming of frothy orange to its east. Such a calm demeanor but fighting the golden rays of the sun from engulfing it and changing its persona. It knows the sun is its savior the force that liberates it from the darkness and yet it can not completely blend with this life giver and lose its identity. Instead what it does is make it a prime focus each day, taking a kind of pride in its presence, until its time for the sun to move on. And it does not mind living through infinite nights of darkness waiting for the inevitable meeting with the sun, secure in the knowledge that in this rhythm of day and night they will always be together.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

total bouncer.
why dont u join indian cricket team in pakistan. tum jaroor kaam mein aaogi..:)

Anonymous said...

raat ko dus baje tereko morning sun yaad aata hai..!!

neway, silly attempts at humor apart.. metaphorically speaking ur post speaks of the meaning of life.. just as it is.. a game of shades and lights..!!

nice write up re..!!

:-)

on second thoughts.., love-shov ka bhi colour dikh raha hai mujhe isme..!!

Anonymous said...

Vicky - stop looking for profoundness and hidden meanings and you will know there is nothing to understand.

Arey I dont want to be part of the Indian cricket team, phir main bhi kaam chor ban jaoongi

Anonymous said...

Me - arey I had written it in the morning, post raat mein kiya toh kya hua.

And you are right "shov" ka colour toh dikh raha hai.

Anonymous said...

if only we had the same surety about our life!!!
but then, come to think of it, life would have had no excitement at all. It's after all so much fun to anticipate, expect, hope and even despair!!!

Anonymous said...

what ever happened to your simple English?!!

Anonymous said...

MAin kahan hoon.... bachaaaaooooooooo

Anks said...

philosophy!!!!!

Flying Machine said...

soulitary reaper - you are right.

Pulse - I guess it is getting more complicated with my growing age. :D

Seema - tu bangalore mein hai, kam daru piya kar toh kissiko tujhe bachane ki jaroorat nahi padegi, like in Mumbai u will save yourself.

anks - ;-)