The burning Star rules the sky today, tomorrow and many days in a year. But then when the dark lords gather, this mighty star loses its sheen, a fight ensues for supremacy between the Fiery Sun and the Rain Lords during the monsoon months in India where one years for the latter to win but then after quenching the thirst the land wishes for the Sun to return and shine bright and rule up there…
The sun goes down first, but the magnificence of this star is realised in the twilight for one. The land glows as if it’s in flames and as the night gathers speed over the twilight the beautiful flame turns from bright orange to a subdued pink and leaves its admirers in awe….this was one such evening!
Sometimes you find the moon aping a sun at twilight. What gives away this act is the craters on this earth’s permanent satellite.
The rising moon on the African Continent was a beauty to admire. Also it was irony on how the dead tree branches just added to the beauty. What an evening it is to get such a sight and it’s much more merrier with an evening drink in hand. Some days are indeed memorable like this one!
Amazed with their precision of not bumping into one another when flying so close to each other. And appreciate this skill much more when it’s landing time when they pick their spot well. Some of our airline can put the pilot community under training with them to operate smooth and no dash flights 😊
A skin shade lighter or darker has made humans in the past treat the other with reverence or abhor them. Some considered this a mandate to boss over the other just for a shade difference in the skin colour. Over the years with the spread of education and equality this fallacy is being wiped out to some good extent, except some sporadic event where the light of both the E’s has not touched yet. Only diversity and inclusion can take this humankind ahead and to the path of progress!
Christening gone wrong: Me, they call a Black Shouldered Kite! I wonder why I was named as such? Was the ornithologist who saw me first was colour blind and missed the ruby red eyes. He could have named me the Ruby Eyed Kite or Precious Kite….Phew!!!!
Let me not be judgemental. Guess I may be snoozing when he spotted me. But if that’s the case I would have preferred the name Snowy Breasted Kite 😉. Humans sometimes make terrible mistakes and we birds have to bear it for the rest of our live and carry such ignominious name. Birds and Beasts are not the only one to bear this brunt always!!! The trend is continuing and now they also try weird names on their offspring too😄😛😉😂
When the journey of the sun is about to end for the day, it burns the sky to amber and at this moment silhouettes come to life to speak a story for themselves.
The camel man can speak of his adventures, the toy elephant 🐘 may share its woe on its existence devoid of life, the donkey on how it can too eclipse the sun and so on…..