Then?
Then it flew away,
flapping its wings.
I gazed at it,
while it flew away further and further, until finally vanished
into the horizon. Gradually.
I tried tracking it for a long time. Drawing it's flight path in
my subconscious mind.
Meanwhile sun started walking down the path.
Sky became orange. Sun became red.
I feel very helpless when that red emperor of the sky gradually vanishes
into the horizon.
How I wish I had superpowers like superman,
or only if I had a biplane.
I would never let it vanish.
Sun would never set again, into the horizon.
I would not let go of that red tint of that last sunlight,
in the chilly cold breeze of that winter evening.
I would fly.
I would keep flying, one dusk to another.
I miss those sunsets very much.
Those evenings when I used to go to the roof.
I used to collect dry leaves.
Used to bring a lighter with me, hiding it from everyone.
Was worried if mom dad would think that I smoke.
Also a candle.
Then I used to make a brick shield with broken bricks, flower pots.
Used to place all dry leaves and branches inside.
I found a little grass types of plant.
They have seeds which catches fire quickly and burns really well.
I used to bring those and also some newspapers.
Whenever the red sun started dimming, cold breeze started blowing,
I used to start the fire.
And then used to sit there in the warmth and comfort of that and think of
how life would be in a jungle, in front of an wood-fire.
No there was no hunting for squirrel for food. But I used to bring potatoes
and place them on fire. To bake.
Still that made me happy, strange but happy.
But there was a pain too. An uncanny feeling. It was the end of the day.
A day that will never come back.
I used to wonder that someday I'll live somewhere far away.
May be in that place, into that horizon, where the red taint of sunlight is still visible.
Then mom used to call me back.
I used to return to my room from roof, leaving my soul, potatoes and dimming fire, for studying.
But with an excitement, a thought in mind "Have to bring those baked potatoes after sometime, at night".
:D
Then it flew away,
flapping its wings.
I gazed at it,
while it flew away further and further, until finally vanished
into the horizon. Gradually.
I tried tracking it for a long time. Drawing it's flight path in
my subconscious mind.
Meanwhile sun started walking down the path.
Sky became orange. Sun became red.
I feel very helpless when that red emperor of the sky gradually vanishes
into the horizon.
How I wish I had superpowers like superman,
or only if I had a biplane.
I would never let it vanish.
Sun would never set again, into the horizon.
I would not let go of that red tint of that last sunlight,
in the chilly cold breeze of that winter evening.
I would fly.
I would keep flying, one dusk to another.
I miss those sunsets very much.
Those evenings when I used to go to the roof.
I used to collect dry leaves.
Used to bring a lighter with me, hiding it from everyone.
Was worried if mom dad would think that I smoke.
Also a candle.
Then I used to make a brick shield with broken bricks, flower pots.
Used to place all dry leaves and branches inside.
I found a little grass types of plant.
They have seeds which catches fire quickly and burns really well.
I used to bring those and also some newspapers.
Whenever the red sun started dimming, cold breeze started blowing,
I used to start the fire.
And then used to sit there in the warmth and comfort of that and think of
how life would be in a jungle, in front of an wood-fire.
No there was no hunting for squirrel for food. But I used to bring potatoes
and place them on fire. To bake.
Still that made me happy, strange but happy.
But there was a pain too. An uncanny feeling. It was the end of the day.
A day that will never come back.
I used to wonder that someday I'll live somewhere far away.
May be in that place, into that horizon, where the red taint of sunlight is still visible.
Then mom used to call me back.
I used to return to my room from roof, leaving my soul, potatoes and dimming fire, for studying.
But with an excitement, a thought in mind "Have to bring those baked potatoes after sometime, at night".
:D
