The mercury was dipping fast.The dark sky and a chilling breeze added a sprint to the pace of the pedestrians. The maple leaves had started withering, heralding yet another undressing by autumn. As more of dark clouds invaded the noon day sky, things were starting to get darker by the second.
Floating in time, like another leaf in the breeze I sat there wondering if there could be ever be a more dull day in life.
Don't know when I dozed off on the sofa, lost in thoughts.
Don't know who or what woke me up.
Don't know what made me look out through the window on that dull afternoon.
All I know is that it happened, and it changed my perspective.
Smiling at me from the dull gray sky was an arch in seven colours.
A rainbow of hope proclaiming aloud that the sun shines after every rain, that a smile wipes out every tear, that love wins over every hatred.
It shone in its brilliance for a while, telling human kind that it is the bridge to climb if you ever wished to reach for the skies. The colourful bridge of unending hope.
