Category Archives: Sun

Life journey.

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 Life is a journey, have heard and read a hundred times. The journey is unique. One of its kind.

People keep travelling towards the unknown all their lives.Everyday they set different goals. They travel towards what they think is most important to them.

Just like our own existence, our journeys are also absolutely different from any one else’s. People’s priorities, their passions, their interests are as different as the patterns of the snowflakes. No two are ever alike. And these constitute and decide the path one chooses.

Life- journeys are like the water flowing in a river, it never returns to flow at the same place. Life is like the fingerprint. It cannot be copied.

Still, we gauge our depths and distances covered with some body else’s measuring tools. As a result even our units don’t match.

The bricks of  our  journey’s foundations are exclusive, they are laid by our birth, the people in our lives. Our pain, our sorrows. Joys and pleasures, our loss and gains. They are laid by our principles, our upbringing, our character and personality which is baked in the kiln of life. Making them distinctive.

Still we torture ourselves with harsh comparisons, making the mistake of comparing it with other’s journeys.

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Dusk

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It’s always hard to say goodbye to the source of light,

the one that spreads happiness, joy and delight.

 

Only hope keeps one going through the night,

waiting for the dawn to break, for morning  bright.

 

Waiting patiently for the warm sunshine to embrace tight,

the entire existence of one’s being, making everything right.

Virtual traveller

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She spins a web of fantasies and gets entangled in them,

Web working as a safety net, for all the adventures that stem.

 

From touring far away lands, exotic locations, soaking everything in,

Crystal clear water, rising mountains, flora and fauna that hearts win.

 

Oceans of gold and sky of silver, ships of clouds sailing over,

with treasures of stars, planets and moon seeming closer and closer.

 

Canyons, meandering rivers, volcanoes fuming smoke,

Sunrises and sunsets weaving fabulous lores of folk.

 

The world, a small place for her, fitting well into her collection of pictures.

A box full of photographs, a gallery filled with shares.

 

An ardent virtual traveller that she is, photos are her imagination’s fuel,

Threading pearls of memories together to form poetic jewels.

The Seascape

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Cool clouds embrace the warmth of the  setting Sun golden, turning the ocean to liquid molten.

White froth of the waves, slither on the golden sand, quenching its thirst again and again.

Coyly hiding within the descending dusk,  ever evasive horizon waits for the sky to rush.

To hold on to it one last time before they merge, for a while, only to re-emerge.

Last impression of the Sun floats on the ocean like gold, time slips away quietly, difficult to hold.

Sunshine withers away slowly, fading the sight,  can hardly fathom the beholder’s  immense delight.

Dusk finally descends, engulfing sky and horizon as one. When one cannot be made out from another.

Only Dawn has the magical key to separate them again. When the Sunlight ignites the sky and ocean, and boundaries remain…till dusk again.

                                      Photo Credits Go To Shaishav Agarwal