Me the Day

The rays of the sun penetrate the darkness of night and I am born. I am Usha the new day. A smile lights up the world as I descend for I am hope, ambition and the promise of a new day.

Today I woke up in a pleasant mood so I am feeling playful and naughty and I decide to take a few fleecy white clouds with me to adorn the morning sky.

We play around the sun, running around him and puzzling him so much that every few minutes he would forget to shine and the people on earth look up at us and smile.

I have asked wind to also blow softly so that the maiden’s hair can get ruffled and she stops to tie it back, that’s when she notices that young man who has been following her like a puppy for the past fifteen days not daring to come close, unable to go away also.

Its aaprahan and I get tired of running around and the sun too grows hotter, the old man walking down the street wipes his brow and mutters ‘wish it would rain’. I decide to grant his wish and lo and behold the wind intensifies and the dark clouds come rushing covering the sky, the sun and making the birds panic and fly back to earth looking for shade and safety.

Soon small drops start falling and the woman rushes to her backyard to collect the drying clothes while the children yell in joy. The drops grow bigger and one and all stop work to see the rain fall on earth and feel the renewal that rain brings.
A hot cup of coffee, a few memories later the rain lowers in intensity and the children rush out of home with their paper boats ready for a boat race. The older people get back to their interrupted work reliving their own childhoods at the sight of the children.

As I tire, Sandhya my darker side comes to the fore, she is enchanting in her own way and after the activities of the day she helps people unwind. The atmosphere is suffused with the sounds of the sitar as the artist enraptured by her beauty can’t help praising it in the language of music.

Gracefully Sandhya retires, leaving behind Ratri who puts everyone to sleep except the lonely lovers. She in her own way is playful too and enjoys tormenting those poor souls who burn with desire in the cool night air.
A beautiful tag created by Thoughtsafari and Mampi tagged me on it. Must say its one of the best tags I have ever come across though my attempt may not be one of the best. The idea is to describe the day you would love to be given a chance.

I love the hindi names for the various phases of the day, they sound so romantic so have included those too.

If you feel like it please take this up and let me know, am not holding anyone to doing it but will love it if all of you attempt it.