Pray, do not be either, because this is just a forward to a particular series within this blog that I am about to start off over here - about the Sunsets.
One of the earliest memories of
my childhood has me travelling in a Tonga with my grandmother on a rural-ish road somewhere near
Kota, while the evening colours of a setting Sun provided a perfect sepia hue
to the moment. Though there is some kind of a foot injury also associated with this, but kyunki hum filmi hain, this moment of flashback too somehow, also
has a song associated to it somehow.
Despite my own doubts about the veracity
of some parts of this memory, I think this is where my association and
fascination with sunsets began. To me
somehow the sky, despite being so bright throughout the day, is never as
attractive, dramatic and comfortable as it looks at twilight. Over the years, at various stages of life, the
sunset has always been a constant friend to me, a source of comfort in
turbulent moments, a silent companion for my melancholy, adding colour to my romance and
has always been there to shar my joyous moments.
Over the last few years, with photography
becoming a hobby & passion, the Sunset has always been one of the constant
themes of my images. Be it a vacation with the family, a walk or just birding
around, I have been striving to capture the various moods of a setting sun
across all seasons. I think it is time for me to share this fascination of mine
with all those who have been appreciating my love for nature & literature.
So I request your indulgence as I
bring to you a regular montage, of moments, captured or yet to be captured by
me, of twilight and sunsets- interspersed with some of the best verses, written
over the centuries, by masters of words who, like me, were also enamored by the
beauty of a Sunset – but with a difference – they could express it better! I am
sure that the days to come, or rather evenings, will give me enough opportunities
to bring to you more hues & shades that the nature is able to create as the
Sun flows down the horizon.
Before bringing to you the first image, however, I would
like to go back to the memory I wrote about – or rather specifically to the
song that is somehow associated with that memory - a lovely composition with some wonderful poetry of Anand Bakshi from a movie - Pushpanjali:
Kabhi ruke kabhi chale Radha chori chori
Piya kahe aa, jiya kahe nahi gori
Sham dhale Jamuna kinare kinare
Aaja Radhe aaja tohe Shyam pukare
1 comment:
This piece actually took me to the place you vaguely describe here. The song itself took me to my own childhood (at age 10 this was my favourite song, I still like it a lot). Although a lot of words in one place tend to scare me off and I'm more a 'face-to-face' person , I read through as if I was listening to you narrating this feeling and it worked..! All the best, Ashish. Glad I could spend some time with you..
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