Vishii Rita Krocha
It’s not often that I stroll out while the sun slowly seems to retire for the day and changes its direction to shine for another part of the world. But when I do, I don’t forget to see how it sets and still how it looks incredibly beautiful. And I stop to think, just how amazing this warming, light giving thing is.
Then not long before it fades away, it seems to get darker with things still faintly visible. I look up at the huge hovering sky that shelters my small being and see a million stars scattered and spread beautifully across the sky as much as my sight can view. They seem so tiny as I view them from where my two feet stand. Yet I know that it couldn’t be that small. Well I seriously don’t care about their size. They are mind blowing just the way they twinkle, each doing their own part to send out small lights to romance with the night.
I walk past the street finding people walking by, some simply holding hands and taking each step with ease yet too lost in each other, they barely noticed those glittering lights up above them, some, lone and thinking serious thoughts, simply lost to their thoughts, some just taking a stroll down the lane to breathe free yet perhaps, forgot to look up.
The road still needs few steps before I reach my doorway. Forgetting in between that I am actually walking still, I fix my gaze at the starfilled sky and ravel at its beauty, having a millions thoughts about its wonder while I try to see the uniqueness of each star. Forming themselves in a lot of shapes, I see the clusters of stars, I see a few falling down, I see even fewer shining brighter than their counterparts. Then miles below them I see a few planes taking their flights and I thought they must be nearer to those tiny beautiful things.
That wasn’t long before, I took a stroll under the starry starry night relishing every second of it. I went to bed feeling nicer, somehow having a light heart. And I know just what to do when too many things bother me. Stargaze!
