"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder"- thus wrote a great poet, immortalizing the statement forever in the heart of mankind. I often ask myself how far this is true…
For instance, is there any soul alive who can stay untouched by the beauty of sunset? An everyday phenomenon- ordinary, and yet so extraordinary in its magnificence…Clouds in hues ranging from the deepest of magentas to the lightest of mauves, with varying shades of yellow, orange, red and blue forming a multicoloured panorama, infinitely lovelier than the most beautiful painting created with a brush held in human hands…Golden sunrays fanning out from behind dark clouds, creating a golden halo around them and lending a charm to the sky that leaves one in no doubt that if heaven exists on earth, it is here…The sun, changing his colour every moment from golden yellow to orange to brick red, reluctantly trudging across the sky towards the horizon, as if unwilling to relinquish his hold on his sweetheart the earth, unwilling to leave her in the embrace of the dark, starry, mysterious night…Then, suddenly, in a moment of truth accepting his destiny and rushing down the last few steps, his last passionate kiss lingering after his departure, the earth and the skies blushing scarlet at his remembrance…
The sun never doubts that he will be reunited with his soulmate next dawn, as he knows that love is eternal, that the cycle of separation and reunion might go on forever, but no power in the universe can keep his true love away from him forever…Please do not ask me how and why I believe all this, please do not preach to me the laws of Physics that give a rational explanation to all these changes of colour, and to the sudden drop of the sun across the horizon…Please let me look at this pair of beautiful lovers dreamily every evening, let my eyes mist over with unshed tears, my heart grow full…Please leave me alone with my stupid, foolish ideas and imaginings- with my beloved fairies and giants, castles and santa clauses, princes and princesses…
Often, I see people turning their back on this vast splendour of nature and burying themselves in movies or books…I mourn for these poor souls, and then suddenly, the truth of the statement "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder" dawns on me…I thank the lord almighty for blessing me with eyes that are able to appreciate all the beauty, truth and love in this world…
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