Recognition

How does it feel when standing at some place with lots of unknown faces you suddenly have a glimpse of someone known, a possibility of talking to someone to at least kill a bit of time or may be catch-up on some news current or old.

something similar happened to me this evening but with a difference …

It so happened that I went to meet someone, and reached before time so had some time to explore surrounding area. Strolling in nearby 'bazaar', I was hopelessly looking for a familiar face, a known fellow to chat, to kill time. Just then I caught a glimpse of someone in an adjoining shop, delighted I tilted my head back to catch that knowing smile again, it smiled back at me, my heart leaped at such a familiar face, he seemed so known, I could talk to him, say Hi! share stories ... within a millionth of a second these thoughts raised past, I could se the same twinkle in his eyes as in mine...just as I was coming to terms with these thoughts I saw the twinkle fading in that very familiar face, it was only in the next millionth of that second itself I realized that, that was a mirror and the very familiar face I was eagerly looking at was none other than me, mimicking back the same feelings and expressions I was having, but from the restraints of that mirror.

well a short story indeed but I found this incident so amusing to myself that I thought to pen it down on my blog and wait for another such similar happening coming from any of my readers and friends.

A Morning Affair

To begin with, this night was supposedly a hectic one, unexpected, tiresome and to be spent with my other-half (hang on guys before u jump to any conclusion), I was referring to my job which demands so much of time and commitment. Well I won’t go into any cribbing, just to cut short I had to stay back for some urgent client support and ended up spending a night here. Period.

The night was as dark as itself, but most refreshing thing that happened to me was it’s morning (as they say after each dark night comes a beautiful morning). Have I lost my sense of writing and cannot get any better words to describe as beautiful phenomenon as a morning. Well may be. May be for those joggers, early birds, faithfulls, and host of others who get to see rising sun each day, is not a big deal. But for people like me, who spend late nights sitting beside their computers, watching tv playing games or doing some other mundane tasks like blogging, rising sun is like a delicacy.

Muezzin calling faithfuls for namaz, a priest praising the Lord through his bhajan, birds chirping and rays tearing apart the darkness and paving way for the sun’s chariot is a sight that one can only feel and not explain, specially if it happens to you once in a blue moon. It’s not that I am a late riser, but I seldom have the will to go out and look into the sun directly in it’s eyes, feel it’s freshness and be refreshed.

I don’t know if tomorrow will be same but yes this Morning was a costly Affair, as I forgo dear sleep to have a peek at the rising sun.
No morals, but only thoughts sketched after fighting bouts of sleep at this hour :)