Starry starry night

Yesterday late evening when we were in the park, my daughter pointed at the bright stars in the sky. I was pleased to see the starry sky after a long time. Being in a city sure has its perks, but I couldn’t help missing the starry skies.

The stars are a reminder about our insignificant existence in this grand universe. Try lying down on the wet sand of a lonely beach looking at the black star studded sky hearing the incessant breaking waves. It erases the world tied with the conscious I and leaves you with a blank. The realisation hits you that you’re not even equivalent to a sand particle in the scheme of the universe.

It’s necessary to realize it sometimes in today’s world.