Multicoloured, self consuming cosmic dust has been about the only thing in my mind for the past six hours. It's 5 am, now's when the Geminid meteor shower hits its peak. And I've been waiting for the unyielding razzayi spread above Delhi to thin, all in vain obviously. I couldn't go to sleep when there was a possibility of the clouds raining out or something. To think I'd miss the opportunity to wish on so many shooting stars on something as trivial as sleep... To think I'd miss the opportunity to see them, to lose myself in them, to leave the earth behind and be floating around in the universe.
In 2010, I had stayed out a few hours and did just that. Then I didn't know much about them. I don't generally know much about anything that I obsess over, contrary to popular presumption. And last time, I was with some of my closest friends and lovely weather. We sat outside on jute sacks so our butts wouldn't freeze and shared chocolate and black current ice cream. And because when one says shower we imagine things to fly about with insane frequency, and then we realize that meteor showers don't give a damn about our definition of the word and continue teasing us at their own pace, then we are left with a lot of free time. This time we used to have fun, completely random conversations that I don't even remember, and also long but pleasant stretches of silence where we simply stared into the beautiful night sky... But the meteors were first priority; when I did see them, I was awestruck - forgetting the conversation, the company, the cold floor.. forgetting the world. (Gravity starts losing its power on me with me just thinking about it.. which also explains the use of such language. Coz when I'm floating around out there, I dont give a shit about being overly romantic or dramatic or repetitive or outright nonsensical) And of course I did wish on them. The wishes came true by the way. Maybe coincidence or maybe 3200 Phaethon (the asteroid which is source of the Geminids) is a really cool cosmic entity with wish granting powers and a large heart.
Thinking back I remember the thrill that I got every time I saw a streak of light more than the streak of light itself. And how I got excited every single time I saw one. I can't understand why a glowing dust particle would bring me such joy, except it did and I know that it will in the future as well. It brings out the optimist in me but unfortunately the sun's almost up which is my cue to give in to dormancy demands of my body. So even though I didn't see the Geminid meteor shower tonight, I will again.
In 2010, I had stayed out a few hours and did just that. Then I didn't know much about them. I don't generally know much about anything that I obsess over, contrary to popular presumption. And last time, I was with some of my closest friends and lovely weather. We sat outside on jute sacks so our butts wouldn't freeze and shared chocolate and black current ice cream. And because when one says shower we imagine things to fly about with insane frequency, and then we realize that meteor showers don't give a damn about our definition of the word and continue teasing us at their own pace, then we are left with a lot of free time. This time we used to have fun, completely random conversations that I don't even remember, and also long but pleasant stretches of silence where we simply stared into the beautiful night sky... But the meteors were first priority; when I did see them, I was awestruck - forgetting the conversation, the company, the cold floor.. forgetting the world. (Gravity starts losing its power on me with me just thinking about it.. which also explains the use of such language. Coz when I'm floating around out there, I dont give a shit about being overly romantic or dramatic or repetitive or outright nonsensical) And of course I did wish on them. The wishes came true by the way. Maybe coincidence or maybe 3200 Phaethon (the asteroid which is source of the Geminids) is a really cool cosmic entity with wish granting powers and a large heart.
Thinking back I remember the thrill that I got every time I saw a streak of light more than the streak of light itself. And how I got excited every single time I saw one. I can't understand why a glowing dust particle would bring me such joy, except it did and I know that it will in the future as well. It brings out the optimist in me but unfortunately the sun's almost up which is my cue to give in to dormancy demands of my body. So even though I didn't see the Geminid meteor shower tonight, I will again.
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