It was going to be a rare sight. Everyone was excited about it. Barely a month into the new year, and there was going to be a happy surprise, courtesy celestial performers. Got it? Not yet? Ok, no problem. It was going to be a celestial drama involving the Moon, our own very Earth and the Sun! On January 31st, it was going to be “the blue blood moon” and the lunar eclipse.
The euphoria around the event reached crescendo as the D day was approaching. Innocent Baby however was little clueless. She could not comprehend the noise around it. Mr Balanced took the opportunity to explain it with the help of simple things found in house. With a tennis ball, a volley ball and a torch he demonstrated the eclipse to the curious mind.
Come evening, everyone from the apartment where our “Nutty family” resided, was seen taking the elevator to the terrace. Theirs is a 20-story building with a terrace on the top. The Giant Kid had already kept his DSLR and tripod ready. He had made sure that extra batteries and zoom lenses were packed too!
Up on the terrace, everyone was eager and excited. The rounds of laughter along with the murmurs of gossips were heard in scattered pockets. As the evening grew darker, gathering grew impatient; for there was no sight of the Moon!
A group of men got involved discussing “smog” and poor quality of air. The discussion on “exhibition cum sale” at the nearby community hall kept the ladies busy. The kids got playing games. Suddenly came a call out, “There it is”. Everyone got attentive. The expressions like “oh”, “wow”, “fantastic” filled the air!
Ten fifteen minutes into it, the curiosity started fizzing out. Mr Balanced walked up to one corner of the terrace. He was checking out the neighbourhood. The nearby building and streets were illuminated with lights by then. Their glow stood out in contrast with the darkness of the night. The neighbourhood looked as if it was a mine of jewels! Mr Balanced, walked up to the other corner of the terrace and checked on the opposite side of the building.
Mrs Chitterchatter had noticed him walking towards the corner. She grew curious. So here she was, standing next to him. Looking at the bejeweled look of the neighbourhood, she exclaimed, “What a pretty sight even on Earth! Aren’t we living in the great locality?”
Her excitement was met with a nonchalance in the eyes of Mr Balanced. “It’s a concrete jungle! Everything artificial. So much away from nature”, came a statement by Mr Balanced, in his signature even tone; leaving Mrs Chitterchatter pondering and speechless.
Concrete jungle or Glittering Jewels, what is it according to you? If you get an answer, come over for a “Chai pe characha“* at Nutty family’s residence, some day!