February 24, 2012

The Miracle Window




Lots of time, we have seen the sun and the moon together. And have wondered, how come when there is a rising, shining sun, the moon is still visible.

I had been given a moment when both the sun and the moon were hanging like colored crystal drops from the sky in their full grown-up avatar and full clear visibility.

It was 6:15 a.m. In the newly awakened morning. The plane was getting ready for a big leap ahead on the runway, still standing still. The whole plane field was a void, plain silvery expanse enabling me to peer away beyond the horizon. Nothing. And yet, everything.

The full moon was there, right in front of my eyes. Round, sparkling. Difficult to separate the pure, divine silver of the moon with the silvery expanse on the earth. Difficult to know whether the color of the earth was because of the moon's radiance or because of the morning time.

Ahead of my plane, on the runway, a plane landed.

It was now time for the journey of my plane. It started slowly, the moon still sitting coyly up-above in front of my window. The plane gathered speed, accelerated and leaped above the earth, breaking its bonds with it slowly but surely.

The moon was now parallel. And giant. It seemed to smile at me welcoming in its habitat. I waved a hand.

The plane changed its course. Its wings were now playing a see-saw. The moon started to leave my window.

All of a sudden, the scarlet-red majestic sun alongwith its dark-orange rays spread on its sides appeared. A clear scarlet red. The dark-orange rays looked every inch the sun's queens. I forgot who I am. And God! The good plane brought it parallel to my window too, as if I would be sprinting out from the plane and walking over the planet Sun. It was now time for the moon to bid adieu, and the sun to spread over its warmth and bringing life into action.

I, for one, was left without a camera photograph, but with a photographic memory of a miracle only an early morning flight can bring.

A big thank-you to my plane window.

P.S. Days later,  I could get a photograph of full moon in its regalia at 5:00 a.m. morning. Posting the cynosure: