“6:43pm. An almost sunless, somber time of the evening. It was not like the aura was unwelcoming, though. That was somehow unusual. The darkness was enough for the stars to appear, one by one as it grew more intense with each passing minute. The cloudless day-time sky was fading away, becoming unilluminated. The process may feel so gradual each time, but that is how the nature of our mind makes us feel. The actual process is different, though; the speed of the night coming to life is actually somewhat rapid. The earth’s speed of rotation is deceiving, unless it is actually measured, so do not let it fool you. The sky looks different at 6:43pm than it does on 6:33pm.
The birds flew back to their nests in groups, for they knew it was their time to retire to their homes instead of being out at 6:43pm on a spring night. The flowers and plants tucked themselves for bed too, by closing up. They had done quite a lot of work the whole day, dancing as the rays of sunshine hit the surface of their being. Dusk had always been sad, but this time it seemed as though it had never been this beautiful.Not all endings are tragic, some are fair and for the better. Whether an ending is happy or sad at first, it is always purposeful. Sometimes, when you look back at the previous and closed chapters of your life, you realise that at the end of the day, it really happened for the better, even if it was excruciating and heart-wrenching during the process. Other times, you know the instance something is gone that it was not meant to be. When something in life happens that is unsettles your soul, at that very instance you are flooded with immediate regrets, and questions pop up into your mind. For example, you may think “Why?, I could have done *this or that*”, and maybe you could and should have, but intermittently what you had planned earlier was not necessarily right for you, no matter how convincingly appropriate it seemed before. Even if you make a mistake worth regretting, later on it gets revealed to you that everything that previously happened in your life actually makes sense afterwards and that perhaps the outcomes could have been worse if these saddening events had not taken place. That is just how life works, not everything turns out exactly the way you want it to be. That does not mean one must make thoughtless decisions or not think of improving, they must strive for the right thing, but they have to keep in mind that things have to go wrong at times and a one continuous chapter has to end in order to start off with a newer, fresher one. You must learn from the events, forgive yourself and move on. It takes practise, patience and willpower. The day too has to end in order to remind us of night and darkness, which has its own agonising charm. It is not like the day will not return, it will. It will always allow the night to switch shifts, and that is completely alright. Endings always lead to new beginnings.
I sipped my tea, as I took in the silence of the evenfall and approaching night and appreciated the efforts nature was making to give me endless lessons of life. I looked at the digital clock hung up on my wall, it literally screamed 6:43pm as I felt all this within me. That was when I knew I had to convert my sentiments and revelation into words, a message that could possibly help someone.”