Sun follows me.
Its perfection makes me insecure. I close my eyes, still I could visualize the orange flares in my eyes.
Standing high up in the sky, reminding us all the time of its mightiness.

At sunset I am overwhelmed with wonder, the weakness of the sun become obvious from its feeble rays. The sun can't radiate enough to mark its presence.
The speed with which Sun emerged in the morning, with the same pace sun sets in the evening.
The grace in the sunset leave me eluded.

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I wrote this on.my dairy,sitting on the bench outside my hostel , with a cup.of tea.
The view was so enchanting and.mesmerizing.
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