it's days like today that I wish I'd never given up photography. it's days like today I wish I owned a camera. a good one at that. one of those Rs 60,000 contraptions. With a telephoto lense and a wide-angle one as well. and I wish I'd had that camera today at 5 O'clock when I walked outside into a dead-calm, warm, Lahore evening, looked up and saw the most fantastically gorgeous sky I've seen in a long, long, looooooonnnnnnnggggg time.

on my right, behind a towering, droopy-leaved tree--eucalyptus I think it is--a glowing ball wore a halo of golden-white puff. filtering though the clouds, you could see streaking rays of sunlight. This fancy disco-ball effect in the sky was stunningly breath-taking. words are always inadequate, and my own language too limited.

thinking I'd just witnessed the most awe-inspiring of sights, I turned left to the dorms when right in front of my up-turned face was a blue canvas, white brush-stroke, made with a flat-tipped brush that always manages to give everything a seemingly confounding flat-yet-textured look. and this spread on one side of the sky just to remind me that the Big Dude works in ultra-myterious, incomprehensible ways.

Despite having seen such astounding sights as a curtain of rain parting to leave one side of a road dry while the other is drowned, I guess I still need to be reminded that He's up there tinkering with the little things, just letting us know He's around.

Words would never do justice. I need a camera!