Death of Light
“The historic event we are about to witness will not affect our lives in a meaningful way. Human race is
technologically far more advanced to be concerned with such insignificant alteration. Life will go on as
usual.” A prominent NASA scientist explained the upcoming cosmetic change on a major news network. His
belief was shared by religious and civic leaders on the panel.
Although politicians’ scandals, Hollywood movies and latest version of I-phone remained the center of
attention for television commentators, media pundits, newspapers and popular social networking sites, the
public was kept updated on the aesthetic modification in sky. Millions were anxiously waiting to watch the
celestial spectacle for months. What was going to happen in sky was nothing more than a free show to
masses, a memorable event they were lucky to witness in their lifetime.
Finally the long awaited night arrived. People walked out to their backyards with their favorite drinks in
their hands and sat on their folding chairs to watch. Some drove to parks and open areas as they would for
Independence Day fireworks with their cameras ready to record the event. The weather forecast was the
only gloomy aspect of the night. “The clouds may obstruct the view in some areas,” the weatherman
predicted.
When the night fell, sky was tarnished by thick clouds. The chatter hovered over the disappointed
spectators. Some decided to go back home and watch the event on television. Others chose to stay put and
not to let the unfortunate haze ruin their pleasant evening.
Then a calm breeze gently swept the massive clouds away before the dazzled eyes of anxious audience
like a silk curtain in theaters. The infinite stage was set on a backdrop of shimmering darkness. The cheerful
spectators licking on their ice creams and sipping on their beers ranted in stupor when the shiny crescent
finally sparkled like a timid virgin given to an intoxicated brute on her wedding night.
The slim lady seemed aloof on spotlight. The impatient audience applauded to get the main attraction
started. The shiny crescent was silent on stage under intense gaze of millions and then she performed as
captivating as expected. She quietly wept in solitude and its glittering tears fell from sky like the shattered
pieces of a chandelier. Crystals of lights rained above the enchanted audience. Her wisp of hair depleted into
strands of glistering silver and trickled down to earth. She mourned and with every drop of her tears, the
world plunged deeper into darkness. Her fragile torso shrunk thinner by the minute until she disintegrated
into radiant particles and her glowing pieces faded in universe. The audience gave a standing ovation for the
grand finale.
When the show ended and beauty died, people morphed into long shadows stretched to eternity. The
whispering specters schlepped through the dark allies to their homes with a pale reminiscence of the
perished light and beauty.
“The historic event we are about to witness will not affect our lives in a meaningful way. Human race is
technologically far more advanced to be concerned with such insignificant alteration. Life will go on as
usual.” A prominent NASA scientist explained the upcoming cosmetic change on a major news network. His
belief was shared by religious and civic leaders on the panel.
Although politicians’ scandals, Hollywood movies and latest version of I-phone remained the center of
attention for television commentators, media pundits, newspapers and popular social networking sites, the
public was kept updated on the aesthetic modification in sky. Millions were anxiously waiting to watch the
celestial spectacle for months. What was going to happen in sky was nothing more than a free show to
masses, a memorable event they were lucky to witness in their lifetime.
Finally the long awaited night arrived. People walked out to their backyards with their favorite drinks in
their hands and sat on their folding chairs to watch. Some drove to parks and open areas as they would for
Independence Day fireworks with their cameras ready to record the event. The weather forecast was the
only gloomy aspect of the night. “The clouds may obstruct the view in some areas,” the weatherman
predicted.
When the night fell, sky was tarnished by thick clouds. The chatter hovered over the disappointed
spectators. Some decided to go back home and watch the event on television. Others chose to stay put and
not to let the unfortunate haze ruin their pleasant evening.
Then a calm breeze gently swept the massive clouds away before the dazzled eyes of anxious audience
like a silk curtain in theaters. The infinite stage was set on a backdrop of shimmering darkness. The cheerful
spectators licking on their ice creams and sipping on their beers ranted in stupor when the shiny crescent
finally sparkled like a timid virgin given to an intoxicated brute on her wedding night.
The slim lady seemed aloof on spotlight. The impatient audience applauded to get the main attraction
started. The shiny crescent was silent on stage under intense gaze of millions and then she performed as
captivating as expected. She quietly wept in solitude and its glittering tears fell from sky like the shattered
pieces of a chandelier. Crystals of lights rained above the enchanted audience. Her wisp of hair depleted into
strands of glistering silver and trickled down to earth. She mourned and with every drop of her tears, the
world plunged deeper into darkness. Her fragile torso shrunk thinner by the minute until she disintegrated
into radiant particles and her glowing pieces faded in universe. The audience gave a standing ovation for the
grand finale.
When the show ended and beauty died, people morphed into long shadows stretched to eternity. The
whispering specters schlepped through the dark allies to their homes with a pale reminiscence of the
perished light and beauty.