July Gloom
Sunset: The time of the day where our sky meets the outer space solar winds. It was 5.32 p.m again, and I stepped out onto the balcony, admiring the sunset. I sat down with my lemonade while my problems floated away with the breeze. I let out a sigh of relief. The colour palette in front of me was exquisite; yellow, orange and violet swirls entranced the tender sky. A calmness followed this colourful show, the coolness of the sunset which accompanied the vivid hues of mauve. Lost in the moment, face glowing with the last tangerine rays before the mauve of the dusky sky intensified. The Deli's "5.32 p.m" beautifully ornated those few minutes of delight while the warmth of the sun slowly brushed away from the thin clouds. I longed for this priceless moment for it was epicurean; I understood why sunsets were so adored and meaningful for us, simple human beings, why so many love songs were written about that cherished lapse of time. The sun