The Evening

All day the intense sun had swathed the landscape in a shimmering mirage.
The only reprieve was the salty breeze blowing from across the immense green sea.
Slowly, evening descended on the burning noon.
The brightness was now engulfed by the moist pleasant dusk with its myriad hues.
Streaks of orange glow filled the shores, which was being covered by visitors.
The place was Kanyakumari and it was another Sunday evening on the shores of the Arabian Sea.
At a distance one could see the Rock and the giant statue.
Starting back from the rock was one of the last boats crowded with passengers.
The ancient temple was thronged by crowds from across the country and abroad.
Many were devotees, many tourists and some who just went in to while away their time.
But the multitude was gathered near the shoreline to view the giant spectacle
And I being one of the multitudes was jostling amongst the crowd for a perfect place.
Some had even clambered on rocks near the shoreline to get a better view.

And as the evening settled, it all began.
The sky was wrapped in a deep orange, the colors of the sky blending to the sea.
The green sea was now a shimmering with the blended hues of sunlight.
Slowly the giant sun was sinking into the orange waters.
The whole evening was misty with shades of orange, read and yellow.
The glow wrapped us in ecstatic delight.
There were many clicking away photographs, trying to immortalize the
brief moment on a paper.
There were others enjoying it, before it vanished.
Slowly the giant orange mass was fully engulfed by the roaring seas.
The sky returned to grey darkness, as crowds dispersed like after the end of a giant spectacle.
I wondered what an amazing phenomenon it was
Though it occurs everyday, through the ages, it never fails to leave us spellbound.
At times we fail to observe it, many times we ignore it.
But each time we enjoy , it takes us deep to realize the simple beauty and joy around us.

When I decided to start again...

It has been a long time since I blogged consistently.Or rather I lost the zest about blogging before I could get consisitent about it.
But today as look back I feel the need to revive it.

I ask myself...why do I need to blog.
Do I need a space to vent my thoughts be it silly , funny or frustrating.
Do I want to publiscize myself as a writer.
Do I want to try and slavage my long lost literary skills?

It might be all these , but more because it makes me feel closer to myself.
It makes me explore insignificant passing thoughts and reflect on it with greater depth.Years down the lane when life is lost in a maze of materialism I would probabaly be relieved,that I took the time to enjoy , ponder and share the way I see the world.

Mellowing with Time

Twenty six years is a looong time , to fight and survive in a cruel world.
But then again it is not even half the way of the journey ahead.
That is what I realised as I crossed yet another milstone on that bumpy ride called life.
Do I celebrate for having weathered yet another year?
Or do I worry about grey hairs and crow's feet?
But I sure do realise the way perspectives change with each passing year.As I look back on how I have transformed from a timid schoolgirl to rebellious teenager to talktive nonchalant student to a workaholic professional.
And I wonder today...what next could be in store !!!!