Winter Sunset

It is the last week of February—if you close your eyes, you feel that your mom is calling you to come back home because it's going to be dark soon. It's just six, and you still want to play more. But it is going to be dark, and your mom is going to make a ‘Gajar ka Halwa’ for you and the young, innocent child you are running within a narrow street towards your home town, with a soft piano sound in the background.

Suddenly you open your eyes, and you bask in the orange sunlight on your face. Those pink, yellow, orange and blue colours in the sky make you believe that someone is painting the sky every day for you, and coming back from work or ending your day doesn't look so heavy!

Oh, those early sunsets! I am gonna miss you. W