A mixture of colors

Moment I Waited For..

This is the view from my Grandmothers house, we stayed there for a couple of weeks and everyday after i woke up i always thought oh!! i again missed the shot that i waited for it was the sunrise shot.

The day came on 28 January 2010, i woke up at 5 in the morning, i was very happy that yes i got up early but waited very long and the moment came at 6.12am i was able to see the sun rising and it spread its beautiful colors in the sky as you can see in the photographs, really the start of the day was so beautiful, it really made my day.

Place: Tetonbari,
District: Sonitpur,
Assam/India

Floral Breeze..

I am a kind word uttered and repeated

By the voice of Nature;
I am a star fallen from the
Blue tent upon the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the elements
With whom Winter conceived;
To whom Spring gave birth; I was
Reared in the lap of Summer and I
Slept in the bed of Autumn.


At dawn I unite with the breeze
To announce the coming of light;
At eventide I join the birds
In bidding the light farewell.


The plains are decorated with
My beautiful colors, and the air
Is scented with my fragrance.


As I embrace Slumber the eyes of
Night watch over me, and as I
Awaken I stare at the sun, which is
The only eye of the day.


I drink dew for wine, and hearken to
The voices of the birds, and dance
To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.


I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.


But I look up high to see only the light,
And never look down to see my shadow.
This is wisdom which man must learn.



( Poem written by Khalil Gibran)