sun
I am very satisfied with the new look of my blog. The right amount of sunniness always does good stuff to the mood.
The Rain.
The Rain is a traitor. Do you know that every drop of the rain has a mission? that it drops for a reason? Every drop that hits you has a mission, an objective, a conscience. Each drop reminds you of that little something. A smile, a scene, a touch, a fleeting thought, the moment... The drops help to simplify the complex equation. To untie the knots. When you stand in the road, and feel the drops falling in hundreds, you feel peace. The rain tries to make you feel lonely, but in trying that, it keeps you company. Its a feeling between loneliness and seclusion. Standing on the terrace, I feel lonely till i feel all those drops on me. But no, not really. Those drops exacerbate whatever I am feeling. They are traitors. They are heartless accentuators. The rain stops. The wind carries on the legacy. Wet wind, winds that don't dry anything away. Way past midnight. The room is dark, all windows were open. The wind is blowing conservatively. The sharp tinkle of the wind-chime. The occasio...
But sunset?
ReplyDeleteOkay, I get it. You're referring to 5 pm each day. Sunset = freedom. Cool Rick. Your perspicacity thrills me with the passage of each day.
The Bahamas...pina coladas, bronze goddesses, music of your mind and a chemistry book lying somewhere at the bottom of the ocean floor. Bliss.
I prefer sunset over all other forms of the sun, yes. Freedom is what i had in mind, but partially. I like sunset for many reasons.
ReplyDeleteThat's my favourite colour up there. And my favourite mood too.
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