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Beautiful Monday Morning

A view from my veranda
this morning

It’s a beautiful Monday morning.  The beginning of another working week.  I stood outside my house looking at the eastern sky where the morning sun was struggling to shine through the clouds.  

Clouds make the sun more beautiful, more desirable.  What is the sky without both the sun and the clouds? 

What is life without both joys and sorrows?  Without the  positive and the negative?

It’s Monday morning and I should like to start the week with all the cheer I can muster.  The morning sky, however, warns me that cheer alone cannot make up life.  What would Shakespeare’s Othello be without Iago?  Imagine Milton’s Paradise Lost without Satan.

Who doesn’t want to be positive, cheerful and good?  The problem is life won’t ever give those things alone.  There’s no light without darkness.

I welcome this beautiful Monday morning with its sun and the clouds.

I take Nietzsche along with me as I walk into the cloudy morning.  He said, “I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.” 



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  1. AnonymousOctober 17, 2016 at 3:06 PM

    Beautiful post sir !

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  2. UnknownOctober 17, 2016 at 6:30 PM

    Super and good comparison

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  3. sunaina sharmaOctober 17, 2016 at 6:51 PM

    I can relate to this feeling - the desire to be cheerful in the presence of pain.... It's like the more pain I experience the more I feel how happiness 'felt' ....

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  4. Saumy NagayachOctober 18, 2016 at 9:00 PM

    Such a beautiful post, Sir! I so agree with the line that "There’s no light without darkness". Sometimes in life we all take certain decisions when we know the outcome would be sad but we still take them for our happiness!

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 18, 2016 at 9:38 PM

      Yes, Saumy, as Shelley said our sweetest songs tell of our saddest thoughts.

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  5. MansiOctober 20, 2016 at 9:25 AM

    so true , it take sadness to know what happiness is . fading away those morning blues

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