The Only Star

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Falling down through life
With nothing to hold on to
About to crash and burn
Not a thing that I could do

As the darkness took me in
A ray of light came through
Love and hope it spread
And took me right to you

Since then it has been bright
There’s no sign of despair
Sunshine in the meadows
Rainbows everywhere

Gravity pulls me to you
I’m losing self-control
Destined to be together
Unite, be one, be whole

Life revolves around you
Nothing else is up to par
In this galaxy of mine
You are the only star

– Yousuf Bawany, April 2013

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Let There be Light

In response to the Daily Post’s photo challenge.

Romance

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Cold Fusion: The Only Star

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Moments have the power to redefine you, make you complete, change you for good. My one defining moment was when I first laid eyes on this girl, who is now my wife; I instinctively knew I’d never be the same person I was before I met her. My world revolves around her; she’s my rock, my soul-mate, my friend, my enemy, my everything, and I cannot imagine a life without her.

We celebrate our anniversary in October each year and every year, I do something special for her. The last year, however, was a different story as we were mainly focused on our new born son’s recovery. Nevertheless, I had something special planned since then and I just finished the whole thing. It comprises of a poem framed for her and a hand-crafted 3D paper model that ties in with the main theme of the poem. It may not be the most expensive gift but it certainly is original and straight from the heart. I can’t wait to see her reaction when I show it to her in the evening. Here are a few photos for your viewing pleasure.

The Only Star

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Falling down through life
With nothing to hold on to
About to crash and burn
Not a thing that I could do

As the darkness took me in
A ray of light came through
Love and hope it spread
And took me right to you

Since then it has been bright
There’s no sign of despair
Sunshine in the meadows
Rainbows everywhere

Gravity pulls me to you
I’m losing self-control
Destined to be together
Unite, be one, be whole

Life revolves around you
Nothing else is up to par
In this galaxy of mine
You are the only star

– Yousuf Bawany, April 2013

In Perspective: Can’t Fight The Moonlight

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What is it with the full moon and women? Even my two-year old daughter goes crazy when she spots it in the night sky.

“Woh dekho munn!”, she screams. [English: ‘Look, there’s the munn!’]

I don’t necessarily get infatuated by the moon in general (unless it’s the moon signifying the start of Ramadan or Eid), but the full version does have some effect on me; I can’t say how or why, but it just does. There is something so serene, so tranquil about the unadulterated light that I just seem to get engulfed by it, losing all sense of time and space. Once a month, I get to appreciate Allah (God) and his glorious ball of stone that steals light from the other glorious ball in the sky (i.e. the sun; duh?).

This phenomenon affects the tides at sea too, which can be found waxing and waning with the phase of the moon, like star-crossed lovers, sighing, knowing they can never be together, yet yearning to meet. There’s actually a lesson, a moral, if you may, hidden somewhere in the last sentence that roughly translates to, “Never give up!”. As far as humans are concerned, I have failed to find any scientific evidence of the full moon’s effect on us or how we behave, although some facts confirming men turning into wolves would be cool (Aaoooo!!!).

I have, however, come across several literary references to the moon and its association with romance, and I couldn’t help put those into perspective as I was driving home the day-before-yesterday. Try as I might, I couldn’t help but admire the dramatic scene unfolding in front of my eyes, the moon interacting with the altocumulus clouds, (yay, Wikipedia!) turning the night sky into a spectacular light show. So as soon as I got home, I grabbed my camera and tripod, rushed to the balcony, set my gear up and starting shooting, much to the annoyance of my beloved wife.

Never in my life have I missed having a telephoto lens as much as I did that particular night. Here are a few images I took from my regular lens and even though the moon looks like a white blob in most pictures, the photos seem to capture the essence of the night pretty neatly. I tried playing with a lot of camera settings and this was perhaps my first ever shoot on manual settings. The photos could have come out better had I invested the time and effort into photo-shopping them, but with two kids (the elder one being two years old), time is a commodity I’m always running short of.

I particularly love the one when the moon hides behind the veil of clouds, partly visible but mostly hidden. It just seems to add an aura of mystery and a hunting beauty to the entire scene. Enjoy!