Posts Tagged ‘Moon’

Wishing Upon A Star

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.


Living in a big city, I miss seeing the stars at night. There’s always a glow from the street lights though – which astronauts term as “light pollution,” and when we look up at the sky, we see that it’s filled with clouds and smog – no wonder then that stars in the night sky are disappearing faster than we can imagine.

Over the years, I’ve realized there’s nothing better than being away from conurbations and being able to look up and get soaked up in the stars. I like to call this experience “counting the stars” which gives me a sense of a ‘nothingness’ as I simply look up and see the entire sky in all of its beauty. Some of my best thinking has been done looking at stars. For me, it’s a meditation – peaceful and relaxed.

Stargazer's delight

The stargazer’s delight

There was a telescope floating around the house where I often visited as a child [my father’s ancestral home] . In fact those days – in the early 1980’s-  you could see a lot of “sky”. Lying on the terrace watching stars is a memory I cherish even today.

My cousin gifted me a scope when I was 10 years, lying in the hospital bed and didn’t have much of activities to do. It was a SkyWatcher basic telescope, good enough to see the moon pretty well. Sometimes, I would spend frosty hours striving to look at faraway objects, Mercury, Jupiter and Orion’s Belt… Some of those explorations were made in the cold dark nights that brought out the best stars — they shimmer more brightly in the winter.

The best stars I have ever seen were at sea [quiet sea beaches] and mountain tops, dark forests and not to forget the planetariums [though that’s a momentary pleasure].

Great Bear, the most conspicuous constellation in the heaven

Great Bear, the most conspicuous constellation in the heaven

The sky seems huge, filling horizon to horizon with the glories of galaxies and our Milky Way. It’s like a river that flows across the sky. It’s no wonder that ancient Egyptians discovered an year-long calendar that included 12 months with 30 days by looking at the night sky.

They were inspired by the heavens, and built their pyramids in Giza to reflect what they saw – There are today two shafts built on to the sides which were built at the location facing the passing of two stars. One was Thuban, that was near to the Pole Star and Alnilon, a star situated in Orion’s belt. The ancient Egyptians discovered the Orion with ‘Osiris’, who was known to be the god of rebirth.

Recently, Nasa scientists discovered seven Earth-like planets just beyond our solar system that could potentially Harbor life have been identified orbiting a tiny star not too far away, offering the first realistic opportunity to search for signs of alien life outside the solar system. The planets orbit a Dwarf star named trappist-1, about 40 light-years, or 235 trillion miles, from earth.

Over the next decade, the researchers want to define the atmosphere of each planet, as well as to determine whether they truly do have liquid water on the surface and search for signs of life.

But life too comes in many forms and bacteria thrive in bubbling sulphur pools on the edge of volcanoes, in vents at the very deepest trenches of our oceans, and even now as we have recently discovered, in crystals in deep and hot caves for more than 50,000 years.

When we see photographs taken from the International Space Station of our blue Earth below, there is a wonder in the clouds and the oceans. It’s fun to try and figure out exactly where the space station is flying over, trying to identify the coasts or terrain far below.

The artists’ impressions of new worlds to be fascinating too. They almost bring those new worlds bravely to life, as if life exists there, waiting for us to visit and introduce ourselves, like new neighbors in this wonderful universe we all share.

But when you look at the stars, and try and understand the sheer size of space, the universe, you feel lost, astound. The distances are vast, the time taken for the light from stars to reach us can be measured in thousands of light years. And the sky we look at is actually a kaleidoscope of different lights emitted from stars in the past. We are not looking at the here and now, but a collection of pasts — though in the present.

At times, when the sky is full of stars, you can almost reach up and immerse yourself in the depth of the sky. In this universe we are but small, some would say rather insignificant. I would say, our  life is beyond messed up. But when we wish upon a star, we get more than we bargained for and that explains the power of Space.



My Night Time Playmate

He watchfully opens the door of disruption and comes to me every night. Yes, lately, every night I stay wide awake and impatiently wait for him to come. I know he would. And some nights, even if I succumb to sleep, he comes and wakes me like a lover and tells me ‘let’s play!’

I have learnt to enjoy this game

I have learnt to enjoy this game

I set out to ‘play’ with my night playmate – no one to disturb, nobody to question and none to feel misunderstood. I do not feel the burden of time any longer and there’s a certain reprieve from deep within. During the playful night, I rediscover the night sky: so dark and intense and steeped in mystery.

We look up to see the wonders of the night sky: the splashing light of stars and bright constellations that beholds the power of night. A patch of white cloud slowly sails across the sea of night moving to some far off lands where dreams are meant to come true. A cool breeze blows silently whispering to the trees the song of freedom. The white coolness of the moon brings with it some relief. The frosty, silver light dribbles through my veins taking me to the realms of dream. I yearn to fly in the night sky, but my feet stand still on the land. My eyes started to close – I started to fall asleep.

“Of late, I have learnt to enjoy this game,” I whispered in his ears. He gently kissed my hand and bid me goodnight. For you I can sleep by the light of day, dreaming of better tomorrows and awake in the night… amidst the glowing stars and creamy moon only to see those dreams come true…just with you! Keep coming to me every night, my nighttime playmate – thy name insomnia!

Seeing Through Your Eyes

“There must be a place between sleeping and waking up – where you can still remember dreaming.  In that never land, I can see everything through your eyes…”

A soft music of enigma filled the air

A soft music of enigma filled the air

As the sun whispered ‘farewell’ to the world, I looked up at the sky. It looked different from other days. And then… all of a sudden, the sky became so full of life! As if, the bright moon, the stars and the winds, they all have a story to say. I closed my eyes and felt a gentle breeze blowing on my feet. I could see you. We are miles away from each other, yet I could feel every breath of yours – so warm and tender. I started feeling it beneath my skin. Curious, yet nervous I looked into your eyes – those calm and deep eyes – that speaks millions of words in silence.

In your eyes I could see heavens sparkling with the starlight. The moon dazzled with its brightness and the thick dense forest looked like a great reservoir of silence. This silence is bliss as every branch of the tree in the forest seemed to me like dark lines that follow the movements of the silence. the leaves thickly cover the branches as if the silence wanted to conceal itself… The only sound I could hear is the sound of the forest – the chirping of thousands of unknown insects and the gentle rustle of the breeze through the trees. I could even hear the sound of leaves on the trees that shift and sway in the soft wind. Through your eyes, I embarked on a journey through the wild – the woods, swamps and streams in search of river otters, and crocodiles. I then found myself meandering through the choppy waters of the ‘drunken’ river.

The river sang to me the song of her enduring life –It’s the song of her struggle for survival. She longs to meet the sea – break all shackles and be one with the sea. … It’s been a long wait. Every time she crept and swirled and roared, she tried finding the reason for her existence – but it all remains unfettered, blowing in the wind. But she still flows with a calm surface that belies her turmoil beneath. I felt as if I am on the ride of life.

I could also see in the still of the night, thousands of fireflies dancing to glory on the woods. A soft music of enigma filled the air and where they danced the “dance of passion”. I stood like one bewitched, in a speechless rapture. This world was new to me.

And then out of nowhere, it all turned dark, pitch dark – devoid of any sound, light, music …My vision suddenly started to fade. It’s all like a blackboard… I pinched myself. I found myself standing where I was. I closed my eyes once more. I could see through your eyes again…. those lovely deep woods, the cry of the drunken river and the mumble of the breeze that continues to blow through the treetops. The moon, the stars and trees – they all wanted to speak again and tell their story. But I am sheltered on the path, no wings on my feet, no magic on the wand in my hands and the air around me is just still. I have nothing to complain. My life is worthwhile, it’s all in your eyes… the sound, the feel and the touch of the forest. I said to myself “may be some other time.” For I have some more promises to keep… and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep!