"ভেবে দেখেছো কি তারা রাও যত আলোকবর্ষ দূরে, তারও দূরে, তুমি আর আমি যাই ক্রমে সরে সরে।"
On rare evening skies, you can see Venus twinkling down at us like a star. It feels pretty close but the Earth and Venus are not close; are they? They are light years apart; to be precise, 0.0024 light years. It might feel negligible but in kilometres it comes down to 154.3 million kilometres.
And while the poets still write about the unrequited love of the Earth and the Moon, on evenings like these, I often think about you, Venus. I think about how we feel awfully further apart with each passing day; each passing year. We're becoming a memory in each others' minds; or a notification hurriedly swept away on our phones. We're here and this is what dead poets have referred to as oblivion. This is how we end; going further and further apart; not an 'almost' anymore.
But on such evenings when I spot you in the sky twinkling as if smiling that broken toothed smile of yours, I think of us and the time of our almost perfect, almost happy story. Our 'almost' might be breathing its last but dying embers are also capable of providing heat, aren't they?
"ना जाने कोई, कैसी हैं ये ज़िंदगानी, ज़िंदगानी; हमारी अधूरी कहानी।"
(Probably the only song that will make its way to you without being lost in translation)
#random_musings #evening_skies
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