Some days dont have the perfect sunrise....then other days, when the sun sinks in and you barely notice it....there are nights when you fall asleep and the moon is not out as yet...then there are blues of the sky that keep you waiting for something nice....
My thought wanders between different trains of happy memories, till I hit one stop that keeps me pondering for a while......people who have been the perfect sunrises in the horizon...bright and red...complete creations of the almighty....these angels have made sure that days with them in it, have made it a joy to live through...they have given me reasons to wake up the next day, hoping for similar thoughts....
And then there are others, who are cloudy days from the start....leave a sorry feeling in the heart and an itch when you see the sun eventually up at the zenith....these are the ones that barely made an entrance and you hardly notice them leave....It's funny I actually remember such entries vividly as well, the indistinct reasons why I bumped into them, the meaningless conversations shared and the quick, painless goodbyes....
And then there are the trickiest days....ones where you wake up real early and lie awake...because they give you the feeling of the perfect sunrise....bright and orange....leave a craving and a want in your mind...and while you lie there in wait....they jump the gun....very soon you realize that you trusted the wrong instinct after all.....and it was a losing hope to start with....because it had turned into a total disappointment....a sore feeling down your throat....God bless such friends (hic!!) who have walked into my life, dented my heart and walked out with no remorse in neither minds...I know I will rise up for such daybreaks in the future too, because they make me stronger and the eventual perfect sunrise feels all the divine!!!
