City Season – The Magical February Evening Sky, Central Delhi
Too beautiful to last.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
At last. Finally. Despite all odds. But who could have believed it?
One cold evening the sky of the world’s most polluted city opened up. It gently reminded the city’s dwellers of its existence. Some of the busy people looked up.
It was an incredible sight.
First thing that was noticed: the grey nothingness had disappeared.
The Delhi Walla was in the central parts of the city when this extraordinary phenomenon unfolded. The February sky was washed with various shades of blue. The edges were tinged with burning streaks of red. The east looked so glorious that it had to be God’s heaven. A great portion of the sky were filled up with hundreds of small clouds. They looked like as if a beautiful quilt had been torn and all its treasures released to the elements.
The airplanes preparing to land in the airport outside the Capital were not as close as the birds flying over our roofs, but they seemed as accessible as the last page of a very slim novel.
The world looked so divine that the idea of the night appeared impossible to comprehend. It arrived, however, a few minutes later.
An artist’s canvas