When I woke up and opened the doors this morning, fog and chill winds greeted me. The Sun didn't yet wake up from Her slumber and it was dark all around. Yet, up above on the sky, away from all that sombreness, a pale gray cloud shone with a lovely tint of orange on the side that faced east. Like a harbinger, signalling the impending arrival of light and warmth, that solitary cloud shone beautifully.
Waiting at the terrace, I was able to watch the Sun climb up on the East like a shy bride, appearing all decked and docile in a glowing shade of orange. If only cellphone cameras could capture her regal splendour!
P.S. Why do we always speak about the Sun in masculine terms and the Moon in feminine terms?! By sheer virtue of nourishing and nurturing all that is good on this planet, doesn't the Sun deserve to be considered a female?! And, the Moon, for all her glittering glow, all borrowed from the Sun, akin to a man who is only as good as a woman in his life?!
