Recently, in one of the trips to Digha, I came across one of nature's truest magics: The Sunset.
Autumn sunsets are special, and this one too, had a profound effect on me. Standing on the beach I witnessed the sun going down, and it appeared as a huge disc of yellow and orange. It had cast a typical haze of reddish orange above the horizon. The sun, from where I was standing, looked like a majestic fireball which was partially shrouded by clouds. The scene seemed straight out from a painter’s canvas, with meticulous strokes of paint brush drawing one of nature’s magnificence. The colour produced in the sky was worth watching as there was vast contrast of various colours. The scene was truly wonderful and created an enigma, a mystery, which was hard to solve.
After a point, I felt, the red fireball was looking at me with dull glare, and I felt I could almost touch it. The dull light of the sun illuminated the atmosphere in a way I had never witnessed before. The sea in front of me had also changed its colours, and the waves, it seemed, had bathed in colours of yellow and orange, and the water sparkled like diamonds from a distance. The sun, after a hard days work, seemed to bid farewell to the world as it sunk deeper and deeper in an indolent manner. The scene looked breathtaking. By the time, the sun completely disappeared; the sky had patterns of purple and deep blue.
I realized I had just experienced a magic in front of my eyes. A magic of the highest degree.