Suddenly after a regular, mundane week of carrying the same activities comes a day like today. I am super happy. I revived my National Geographic account on the internet and posted a few entries. They received such a tremendous response that this encouragement has made me look at everything in a new light. Suddenly, everything seems full of life and lively vigour and my spirits have undergone a positive change. I feel that the spark I felt was missing is here for me to reclaim and embrace again.
I wish to share a photograph here that is very dear to me. I clicked this last year during a Christmas vacation on a hill- station with my family. All of us went for an evening walk to see the sunset and hill tops tend to surprise walkers. We were transfixed by the changing soft glow of sun and the incessant chirping of birds that seemed to magnify its sound over the quiet walkways. Somewhere between walking through the uphill roads, my father stopped and took out his cell phone to see the time. It was so dark that making out the numbers on watches proved difficult and eye straining. That is when I clicked his photograph, caught him unaware and in a very relaxed natural frame. I love the diffused shades of the twilight in this photograph and it reminds me of walking the Landour hills that my favourite writer Mr. Ruskin Bond has described umpteen times in his many books on Mussoorie and the hill towns of Dehra and Shamli.
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