Today they say the moon will appear bigger and brighter than all the previous moons in ages. That certainly is great news for all the sporadic sky watchers like me. People of our breed turn sky watchers very too often. Every now or then, when the news appears of a meteor shower, a comet, an eclipse, planets appearing brighter, planets aligning and learning to be like ants, we venture out into the terraces at the night to see into the skies, what it is that is on news.
Sky watching is sometimes, well rather, all too often, bizarre. Devoid of telescopes, limited with speck ornamented eyes, we watch and ask each other- “did you see that?” “Oh yes!” And we get answers straight from the theories published in the newspaper clippings, from the stories running on news channels, hearsay and sometimes stories that would have prospered from your own mouth.
Life is crimson hued at its extremes – I mean at its dawn and its dusk. It is all so beautiful when you are a baby because you are cute and innocent, and when you are old (even if you look ugly) because of your intellect and memories which are sweet and sour. We watch into the skies never thinking even for once –where do we stand in the celestial time line?
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