July 11, Morning Star
The morning star through a chain mesh window after a sleepless night makes the lack of sleep seem worth it. I saw the sky at the end of the horizon begin to glow blue and then red as the sun peaked its head out. Some of the houses facing in my direction from the window, away from the horizon, were still shrouded in the withering night. But where the morning star hung, the sky around it was already pierced a sickly dark blue, disturbing the eerie ghostly veil of the night sky with the optimism of a new day.
By Ashish Seth
