What a day!
My electric iron pop and burst, the pc has a very slow connection that I cannot go to my farm, there's nothing good to watch on tv, and the boy's aren't home yet. So, I lay down in bed and just feel the warm, soft breeze passes through the open second floor window. I watched as it gently nudge the curtain which slowly sway back and forth.
Then my eyes wandered outside of the window into the sky. Darkness has filled my quiet room but the rich and deep color lay scattered in all parts of the sky - orange, deep blue, brown, green, red - as if some impulsive artist slipped on a blindfold and went wild with his brush and palette! As I noticed the color getting stronger by the second, then quickly, the painting gets engulfed by the oncoming darkness. Night has descended.
Actually, it is early evening in the city. No longer day, not quite night. And here I am lying in bed in the newly arrived darkness surrounded by silence. It is my space, my little corner of the world. And it is comfortable. And quite...or so I think!
It is this time of the day when the heat begins to fade, but still lays quite heavy. It is a time when people, animals and things begins to slow down, but surely there is still plenty of activities. Under day time sky, it seems sounds become diffused and escape, but under the cloak of darkness, sounds hang around and become amplified.
Somewhere out there I hear the sound of a motorcycle driving away. I also hear a dog starts to bark into the darkness. Within seconds, another dog starts to join in. I hear a group of kids scamper by, yelping and laughing, their playful sounds disappear with them. I also hear the tinkling sound of a gas stove as my neighbor starts to cook. Then there is the sound of a fork, a spoon and a dish. In fact the sound resonates as if it's in stereo. Then a gate to a house slammed shut. A radio get started on. It is one of those cheap little portable radios that makes the music sound like it's being broadcast from far away.
As the gentle breeze continue to blow through my window, I lay still in the quiet darkness of the early evening and listen...
How about you? What are the sounds you hear from where you are now?
13 comments:
For me the sounds of Darkness are usually. Ouch, Oww, Damn, where's the blank blank light switch.
Sid,
ahh, 'coz you keep bumping into things! Rocky would beat you and he is blind!!!
xoxoxoxo
Classic case of the blind leading the blind.
Make that the blind & bruised.
It's very quiet here now. I hear birds chirping, and that's all.
William and Paul watching a LOUD TV program...Pina is pretending she is interested in it & keeps grunting, I've just had 11 people round for dinner....and I just want QUIET!
I hear traffic in the distant from the street, my dog barking at imagined threats, my cats whining for food or talk time, and the grind of my laptop as its so close to death:)
xoxoxoxoxo
Nothing is more haunting than listening to the serene voice of the "muezzin" making the muslim prayer call while watching the golden sunset sky turn to dark. Seems the world is standing still, so quiet.
Boysie,
hey are you reading this from Sagay? so how is the home coming? what food have you delve your hands into? and how many parties have you been? i know, lots of Q, hahaha!!
xoxoxoxo
Your posts always make me smile, they are always so creative and they're so well written...maybe you have a novel inside you to be written :D
See you after the move :D
Dear Odette, I have not heard from you for a while and find you are addicted to farming! LOL! I dare not go where you go. My time on the computer is too much already. What do I hear this evening? Minnesota Twins baseball on the TV. No other teams allowed here but Twins and Vikings and UND Sioux!! Gracie running in and out of the house on her graceful long legs - barking at the kids outside and passerbys while at the window inside. Kids playing in the yard to the west. Our new nesters - two Cooper's hawks have moved in the neighborhood (TOO noisy in the morning), many cars and motorcycles passing by, Dan de-boning chicken. (My work in the kitchen - creamy, Swiss cheesy potatoes - is done.)
it is the time when we return to home ususally hahaha
KP,
yes in india, you start work late and come home late at night. maybe you don't get the chance to see the day changing, no?
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