Evening of another Friday...

It’s another bright and beautiful Friday evening, and behold the sun, with it’s bright and boundless glory, magnifies the skies with it’s bright and everlasting rays touching upon each and every single life-form and creature on this earth.

With birds tweeting as they prepare to make their way into their nests, with flowers almost drooping as they prepare themselves for the arrival of night time and with mosquitos buzzing around as they prepare for their feast before sunset, it is indeed a beautiful sight to behold!!!

A slight trail of wind meanders it’s way through the tall and wavy coconut trees, filled with a lump sum of coconuts to declare as pride for having made it so far as achieving greatness in their lifetime, the dogs barking as they prepare to head back on their usual duty as guardians of the night and finally the unexpected sound of one of a whole lot of young middle school children playing endlessly till the arrival of Angelus time signified by the tolling of the bell followed by the sudden anxious voices and rush of all creatures, to their homes aroused with the fear in them that they need to make it to their homes on time as the night time has just arrived!!!

Nevertheless, it was a really beautiful and a breath-taking scene, a scene that one must just for once, leave aside all their usual chores and just sit-back and watch how the beautiful evening has created a truly memorable and a cherishable scene to highlight the day that has just passed by and end it with great hopes and optimism for a better one!!!!

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