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I think God is the closest during sunsets. A lot of people like sunrises, early mornings, late afternoons, night times.. but my favourite time of the day is sunsets. So when children are returning from tuitions, or play, and parents are returning from work, and most people are settling in for an evening of television, Ilike to watch the sun go down.
It’s amazing really. The best thing about sunsets is the cloud formations. I mean how does God do it? I ask myself every time, how does he manage to make a unique sunset every day? The clouds are sometimes soft and fluffy , and sometimes wispy, sometimes the whole sky is full of like ripples of clouds.. it’s like a masterpiece of a painting which I feel is wasted because so few people actually stop to admire it, and it lasts for such a short time. Like a painting on a paper which dissolves after a maximum of 10 minutes. As if that was not enough , the clouds change colour! They go from white, golden yellow, orange, pink, purple..
A night sky is so predictable. You know the stars, some even have names, and even though astronomers will tell you that all the stars are moving they seem so static. But a sunset, you just cant predict, the clouds are moving, changing , transforming..
Then the colours! Oh the colours.. I mean make up companies would just die to get there hands on that shade! How do I explain it, it is this shade of dusty rose pink with a hint of grey mauve, which will look absolutely devine as an eye shadow. I know cynics will say it’s the pollution, but the truth is Ever since I was 15, every time I see that colour I think of eye shadow. Sigh!
My mom will tell you that most of my 9th and 10th grade was spent on the terrace, in the evenings, studying..:) I used to watch the birds flying in formation, now I watch the cars on the new flyover. Sunsets signify going home, returning. There was comfort in sunsets;
If you’ve had a good day, you appreciate the sunset, enjoy the moment, because you don’t know what the night or the next morning will bring, and if you’ve had a bad day, it used to still comfort me that in the middle of such turmoil, God had time to paint me a breathtaking sunset, glowing with yet unnamed colours.
It’s so amazing really. Sunsets traditionally signify an ‘end’ , and yet they seem to be so heart-stoppingly beautiful .


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