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Haze, Clarity and Trust

The domineering moon masks the faint stars which are very much there. Sometimes it's not the moon, but the thick grey clouds. Still their presence cannot be negated. They are just not visible, but they are shining out there.

It takes a clear moonless night to witness their glory.

And it takes unshakable trust to feel their presence even when they are hidden from the eyes.

And for this kind of trust to form, it takes a few dark and lonely nights.


Mayuri said…
Very well put Stabi!!

You'r writing and thoughts have matured so much - I feel like Im reading a professional sometimes :)

PS: Sometimes,it may not even be the reasons you mention. No matter what you do,you can't see the decorated nightsky if you are in a polluted city.. :(

Hope you will find your peaceful place.
take care dear
Angika said…
Very nice and interesting idea! :D
Koffee beanzz said…
u can also not see the stars if the problem is with the eye :P
Shazia said…
@ Mayuri and Angika
Thank you for the appreciation.
Yay!!! Myoori thinks that my thoughts and I have matured. Finally! :D

@ Beanzz
That is an exceptional case. And if that is true, then you won't see the stars on clear moonless nights. Right? :)
silent_rebel said…
The stars also there in the day time. its just that you can only see one apparently big star, in other words, you only see things which are near.
silent_rebel said…
by the way, the stars we see are already instantaneous time minus about millions of years, and the sun about eight minutes. If anything ever happened to your trusted stars, you would never know.
very nice idea indeed!! I liked it a lot..

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