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
