Pranoy Koul

After few minutes of raging noise of intense darkness and heavy thunder storm, gave birth to a silence that gifted my eyes with clarity of first sun set light.
The real question here is, which part of me was believing in the rage of thunderstorm would be forever and for which part of me believes now that the light of setting sun would nurture me in it’s lap sing through its moving clouds, violet and yellow colors and the quietest silence..
Is detachment from the both the ends of emotions here worth it and just simply observing that it was yet another changing moment worth observing forever