Tuesday, April 1, 2008

sunrise in seraj

Each word said about morning walks in the hills is the truth, whole truth, nothing but the truth. Under a high sun this tree looked like a dirge.
Desolate bereft and dry.
Come morning and it showed spring nestling in its bosom as it filled the valley.
Resurrection is always near.
Hope and withstand.

sunrise in seraj

Waking up early in the morning during stay at Shoja one has to perch oneself at high vantage point to see the morning sun plant first kiss on the lofty peaks of distant dhauladhar range.
Blush on the horizon completes the plot.