A spark among the dark clouds

A spark among the dark clouds

Generally, I don't write about the photographs I clicked, because I am a believer in the popular quote 'Picture speaks a thousand words'. By writing something about any magnum opus is an act demeaning that art. Not all art is technically magnum opus but they had been bought into existence with the spirit of creating something so unique and unforgettable. Later, connoisseurs determine the exact and proportionate values according to their values and belief systems.

I was ending my weekends on a pre-monsoon evening on the terrace and the terrace is one of the inventions for jogging during this pandemic. Initially, clouds covered the eastern horizon and started marching towards the western horizon. Within a span of a short moment, darkness fell upon earth leaving slight energy of some light for the northern and the southern horizons. The subject and object below clouds and in between the eastern and western horizon lost the effulgence of day. A cool breeze started flowing indicating the end of the scorching heat spell of summer.

On the western sky, there was not a usual exit of the sun, darkness has bridged a whole of the massive sky. I was agog with curiosity and copiousness while witnessing the celestial orchestra.

Suddenly, for a fraction of a second cloud cleared the sky, and radiating red rays emitted from a small hole. That was just a moment when the sun ready to set from this horizon and arising on some other horizon.

Even among the darkest of clouds, there are rays of hope. What our sky required is just a little bit of zeal to conquer the darkest of clouds. Whatever the toughest of time we are facing, what all we required is only a bit of belief to come out of wood.  

 

Faith

Amol