The twilight zones..

The sky exploded into a cocktail of colours … gold, crimson, orange with a dash of pink ….. only to be engulfed by the twilight clouds, dark and menacing.

In a moment- there were only the streaks of golden and crimson set against the dark background . it looked like the setting sun was refusing to give up its abode .

I like the twilight zone …its beautiful and sad. A momentary burst of clours, a grand protest by the sun before giving up , a few golden moments snatched away by the night .

It’s a transition phase signifying change .It does not last long and yet it makes an impression …. A certain poignancy is reflected in the moment .

I can count the many twilight zones in my life …if only they were permanent and not allowed the nights to shroud them .

June 4

A strange sense of peace settles in ...its strange as I cannot fathom whether this is peace . Yet I know I have made the choices that I wanted to make and I know I have made the right choice

Life throws in a few surprises sometimes ..this time it surprised me myself ...

June 4 is an important day in my life ... 7 years ago and even now ...I feel a grip on myself and I know its not me holding on to me ...

Today -

I love to travel ,but hate to arrive
-Albert Einstein

Society is divided into two polished hordes
- The Bores and the Bored