“Do you see those colours, son?” Dad asks in his most comforting voice. “They are symbols. Each showing you the good tomorrow could bring.” I want to tell that soon those colours will be hidden within the black despair of night, a symbol of the suffering that tomorrow is going to bring. Instead I stay silent.
It was sunset. I watched with an unwavering gaze, as a fiery red orb of light slowly sank beneath the horizon, and threads of light lingered in the sky, mingling with the rolling clouds, dyeing the heavens first orange, then red, then dark blue, until all that was left of the sunset was a chalky mauve, and then that melted away in turn as stygian darkness took over the sky. Sequin-silver stars like the glowing embers of a dying fire winked down at me, illuminating the atramentous curtain of sky, and then suddenly the clouds parted, and I found myself looking at a lustrous, argent disc casting brilliant rays of moonlight onto the dark grounds.
As far back as I can remember, sunsets have always been a joy for me. It is when Mother Nature is at her most beautiful and artistic best. My most vivid memories of sunsets have been when I have been travelling. When I travel, I will always make an effort to enjoy a sunset which can often be hit and miss but part of the adventure and I feel that allows the opportunity to see a place at its best.
I have Bid the day farewell at these classic sites-
𝐃𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐢𝐫
There is nothing like watching the sunrise or sunset over a big beautiful body of water. Lake, ocean, doesn't really matter. The streaks of pink and purple reflect in the water and it's almost as if you get double the beauty.
Here are some real beauties I captured of the sun setting over Dal Lake.