Well the Delhi fog is not a surprise element for any of us. It seems to have settled in our lives now. Some enjoy it some curse it. Personally I am loving it. Why, one may ask ? Why love the fog and the winter chills ? There are so many other things to love why this. My answer is simple, the fog reminds me of dreams which are sometimes clear yet not reachable, which are there but when you open your eyes its not there again. Sometimes it smiles then again turns its face around... Just like the fog.. Every morning we get up not knowing how the day is going to be foggy, misty or a normal winter sunny day.
Imagine a cup of hot tea in your hand and you are in middle of no where the only thing visible is fog and only fog. You have a camera in your hand and well the situation seems perfect. There goes the perfect picture.. kichak.. captured in my camera. Its beautiful my bones are giving up on me my brain says its time run for your life but yet I cant give it up. Its just breathtaking. Its just too beautiful. The illusion wrapped in a misty white quilt , which leaves you guessing as to what is there under the quilt.
Its amazing how the fog creates illusions around you.. well no doubt driving goes for a toss but its fun.. if seen in the right spirit. One cant really help if there is too much fog so lets just presume that its a hide and seek game where you are blindfolded. Well too much of optimism what to do the fog does this to me.
It was indeed a beautiful day really don't know how the night is going to be my brains are going to have a very strict chat with me but its worth every shot....
Looking forward to such beautiful yet mysterious days ....
