Weird human inspirations!
On an early morning flight to Delhi [departed Chennai at 5 in the morning], there was an endless expanse of white and silver sky outside the window and in one corner of the frame, the white sky with silver highlights being nevertheless beautiful, but as if to break the monotony of the pattern, there was a small but distinct sphere called the moon. At that point, the total beauty of that white expanse was spectacularly luminescent and the awesome shades of white and incandescence of silver made me think of the creator of this beauty – God, but then again beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, the beholder is the creator of the beauty. In all modesty, the mind creates beauty; the mind seems to create everything. My mind is accessible, and it is my reality, God is not. I’d rather deal with my mind.