The other day, I came across a picture on Pinterest, which for a moment took my breath away, and as it returned, I sighed at its beauty. I had never seen anything so beautiful: snowy mountain peaks painted a fiery orange and blazing pink by the sun. I absolutely fell in love with it.
I have always had a fondness for sunsets. I love that time of the day when the light dims and the sky slowly pulls a black curtain over itself. Occasionally it has happened that I have peeled my eyes from the computer screen and walked into my balcony to loosen up my muscles, and then spent the last minutes of dusk just looking at the horizon, at the sun long gone, at all the colors of sky mixing on the sky’s palette.
And once the street lights popped their burning lights on, and mother announced dinner time, it hit me how much of the nature I have missed every single day of my life. Like Death, the narrator of my favorite book, The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, notes:
“People observe the colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it’s quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-spot blues. Murky darkness. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them.”
I realized that every sunset has something new, something different to offer. Nature has so much variety one can never get bored of it. Every day, every sunset at every different place is unique. I bet no two people ever experience a sunset similarly.
So immediately I got up from the computer and made a note to observe sunsets and write them down. That night, as I scribbled about the idea in my diary, I observed something more.
For months now, I have been wanting to make something for 365 days in a row, but didn’t know what, until I suddenly thought of documenting every sunset for 365 days. It would also serve as a great writing practice. Because while watching a sunset, you just don’t look at the sun sinking into the horizon; you hear the call of the birds returning home, you smell the dinner being prepared, you notice the dance of the wind against your face, and you feel the serenity within. This daily exercise will force me to be regular, to be observant, to live in the moment. On the writing side, I would have to think up of new and creative ways to describe the sunset. Every day, I would try to use different words. I believe there might be more than 365 ways to describe this daily departure of the sun.
I’m also excited to see of what I’ll do during the monsoon as the sun barely makes an appearance during those days. There might not be any sunset to see everyday, and that’s what’s interesting: I want to know how creative I can get on such days.
I could use a camera to capture the sunsets, but it turns out that words are my camera. If I can visualize the sunset of 5th May on the 3rd of September by reading my words, then it will show me that not only can I write, but that I can also write good.
And to satisfy my inner critic, I have decided to post my daily observations on my blog. If a reader sitting in the US can conjure up the sunset I saw from my porch, then I will know that my endeavor has been successful.
I would be beginning my project from the 31st of March, after my board exams are over so that I can completely focus on it. I had been thinking of writing this post since days, but this post finally forced me to sit down on my chair and write it. It is definitely inspiring, and now I’m confident that I can, too, do something for 365 days in a row. By the end of this project, I would have gathered so much beauty through my words (if only for me), and lived so many moments….I can’t wait to begin!