Today was a beautiful day....

 Today was a kind of beautiful day. 

There was a blackout. Power outage. Electricity shortage. Technical fault in supply. Whatever you would like to call it. So the privilege of electricity was unavailable since morning.

Nevertheless today was a beautiful day. The morning was welcomed by stray patches of soupy clouds reminding me of William Wordsworth who wondered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills.

Sunlight peeked from behind the clouds and the sunshine today was simply majestic. The wind was cold and ruthless but even the malicious gusts died down in the after noon, when the soft sunrays seemed to damp away everything.

There was a pink evening. The kind of evening when the blue of sky slowly settles into a pinkish hue with dark violet scattered clouds veiling the sunset.

But the clouds floated away with the chilly wind and we saw the moon. When was the last time l, I had seen that crescent luminance? Honestly I don't remember. Maybe I spotted it last week? Or was it last month?

And now when I went out, all I could notice was how beautiful Orion was tonight. Orion is one of the only constellations that are visible almost everywhere almost every night.

The name Orion is based on Orion the hunter in Greek mythology who had a pretty interesting story which I have forgotten.

But Orion was beautiful tonight. And as always Sirius was the brightest. Actually I don't even know for sure that the star I call Sirius is infact Sirius or not but it is the brightest star in the sky. It should be Sirius.

And I think that we are horrid, horrid people. Today was a beautiful day. A beautiful, beautiful day. The weather was good. The view was great. An opportunity for moon lovers and stargazers. A chance for sunset capturers and sky painters.

But apparently we were too busy being ungrateful. 

There are people whose lives were actually not affected by the blackout because they have more important problems to deal other than having a low battery mobile phone. And I am not even asking anyone to quit complaining because that's human. That's, I think, the basic programming of human. Complain. What you have. What you don't have. 

And because I'm not against complaining, I think we should have noticed that today was a beautiful day while wailing about our lives. We should've felt the soft sunshine on our faces and objected about the power outage. We could've done both. We could've said that we are suffering from this disease called life but we are also grateful for this pleasant day regardless of our daily problems. But we chose one of it. Most of us thought that they can only do one of these things; they can either complain or be grateful. 

Well, it is as Dumbledore once said:

"It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities."