It was one of those hot and humid Saturdays. Temperature was soaring at its peak yelling out a mighty song for the ever dwindling pedestrians. Hardly any people come out these days in the afternoon.
The April nights are cool though. The breeze comes from the North fluttering the flora and the hearts of the listeners.
It is a full moon day. And the streets lights are off due to some strange political (or metaphysical!) reason. It is the time for the moon to take the role to light up this third rock from the sun. The moon had a saintly halo around it (science says.. Halo`ing is due to stratosphere)
Stars are pins on a giant black haystack. They do twinkle. Stratosphere is a giant artist and it juxtaposes the stars and the moon. It has given poets and scientists their daily piece of bread. And this night it is giving me a company on my lonely walk back home.
Ah! Here is Orion constellation (or is it?) . Just turned my head and covered Betelgeuse which may be hundred light years away. And this patches of clouds and city lights, they are villains of space lovers.
Locked in the maze of sky and littled by the littleness of earth, I recollect the October sky of 1957 when the first man made satellite Sputnik(USSR) brushed a master-stroke in the canvas of sky.
fyi...Man is just a Social Animal!
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