Tuesday, January 08, 2013
As a child I was a late riser---specially during the Vacations!!However since nights were often spent reading Library Books in Torchlight--I'd watch the Dawn break on the Horizon often before I slept!!Books were--and still are a Passion--and my entire being used to itch to finish my Library Book the moment I got it--and then I'd be miserable for a Week--The Nuns refused to let me borrow more than one each Week!!Only those who love this daily Phenomenon will relate to what I'm talking about---and the Summer and Winter Panorama differs completely.
Living in a little more than a Village--'coz it was still being built those days---Chandigarh was Paradise.The rich,fertile Soil meant an abundance of Fruit and Flower Shrubs as well as Trees in the Garden.In the Summer we'd sleep out on the Terrace--the temperature inside our homes would resemble a Furnace in the Hot Weather and we'd lie under the Stars each Night---tucked securely into our Mosquito Nets, gazing up at the Night Sky through the fine Cotton Mesh.I used to dream that the Mesh was a fine Mist and I lay on lush Grass in a Meadow on one of my beloved Mountain slopes.I loved the way the Day would break---very early in the Summer.The Dew wet Grass would be clothed in tiny Diamonds as the deep Midnight Blue Sky would begin gathering streaks of a lighter hue--a deep Violet Blue--which in turn would gradually turn lighter into soft Violet shades.These Streaks would then start turning into a soft Rose Pink and the composition of these streaks overhead was simply awesome!!The Sky turned into a Canvas of a Master Painter as He drew Pennants of a deep Violet fading into a softer Hue and finally changing to a different Colour completely----all reflected overhead at the same time!!As Dawn finally broke,tendrils of a very soft new Gold would sneak across to touch these other Colours and gild them with an iridiscence and transform these into a Riot of Colours--fast turning bolder as the Sun rose!!The Day would begin in a Blaze of Glory--and by 7 a.m. the Temperatures would begin to soar too with the Sun!!
As the Days grew shorter the Dawn came by much later in the Winters.Most of the time it would be a stark,Grey Dawn--for it would be raining in the Plains if it was snowing in the Mountains.Winter Dawns usually meant a lightening of the Indigo of the Night into a soft pearly Grey on the rainy Days--but on the days the Sun shone--it was a sight to warm the cockles of my heart!!My Bedroom faced my beloved mountains--and I have spent hours at my windowsill--just gazing out and savouring the experience!!As the Dawn approached,beautiful vari coloured Ribbons would streak across the Sky---Violet,Blue,Rose and Gold as the Horizon gradually lightened behind the Mountains.The Indigo Sky gradually softened to a deep sparkling Cobalt Blue--and the tiny puffs of pristine White Clouds caught and reflected the half light of Dawn.Just picture in your mind these Clouds suffused with a variety of Shades all mixed together in Ribbons---the Violet and Blue providing a perfect foil to the Rose and Gold!!It was this interplay of Colours that fascinated me--for the Sun rose much later but the Dawn lasted for a little over an hour in the Winter.I still carry a picture in my mind of the deep Russet Brown Brushes of the Silver Oak outside my window thrusting into the deep Cobalt Blue of the Sky---and remember painting a Watercolour of it--which my father promptly purloined for his Office!!
Rising early became a habit thanks to the Milkman who delivered his Goods at the crack of Dawn to our home in Bombay (Mumbai).Often while Sudhir and Girls slept I'd curl up on a Sofa by the Window and gaze out at the Vegetable patch next door.It was fascinating to pick out the finer nuances of the Plants and Trees as they grew sharper and came into focus as the Light grew stronger--in Summer the Day rose in a blaze of Glory--the Sun rising swiftly over the Coconut trees--bathing their Fronds in a Golden haze.In Winter it rose lazily--and once more the prolonged interplay of Colours,the melding of varoius shades of Green---the soft shade of the Green Leafy Vegetables interspersed with the darker Green of the various Shrubs growing there and the even darker Green of the Coconut Fronds gilded with the delicate Gold of early morning half light.The cacophony of the Birdsong and the Dew sprinkled Grass with strips of Gold lying across it always make me catch my breath at the sheer Beauty of it--truly God is a Master Artist!!!
Today I still watch the Dawn come up--everything that is positive in me gets recharged by this daily Phenomenon--despite being alone and feeling the loss of Sudhir next to me acutely--it is the Dawn that still gives me the strength to face each new Day with a Prayer in my heart and a positivity of purpose in my mind!!