Dawn or Dusk

Dusk has always calmed her. It has a subtle settling feeling that comes with it. The way the horizon changes into a lovey blend of light crimson and orange, the chirps that fade out and eventually subside to welcome the dark, warning her to pray Maghrib and bow down in prostration before the dark finally sets in and so does remorse. Things however change when dark does finally fall. It brings with it all the queer sentiments that she tries leaving behind every day.

But things are always better in the morning. She had read this in a book and always looked forward to dawn- the time when the subsided chirps finally find a way to reach her ears, the moment when the unlit sky lights up just like the hope that keeps reigniting in her heart every single day after she prays her morning prayers.


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