2nd day of Navratra.
Morning.
Woke up at 7.
Got ready hurriedly for chemistry tuition which was at 8. Well, without breakfast, I reached the class on time.
After chemistry lessons I hurried towards the physics class. Since the last physics class was called off because our professor had to attend some conference or something like that (am least bothered about this) we were having this extra class on Sunday. Don’t know why God decided to ruin my this Sunday with overdose of classes.
Evening.
Around 5.
Heavy rain.
‘The ruining’ still continuing.
Water logging in near by areas. Weather got refreshed. Mother Earth must be feeling relieved from her fever. Even after several hours of raining cats and dogs the sky looked the same.The murky and dismal puff of the sky didn’t fade. Some were grey, some were complete black. I was trying and looking for fifty shades of grey but in fact I think I found much more than that. Not counted though. John Milton said that “Every cloud has a silver lining” but when I centralised my eyes on that I noticed that actually every silver lining has a cloud. And this reminded me of the great saying of Pythogoras –
“Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.”
And there, God, the eternal sky, whispered to me- “Move on.”