In the dark hour before dawn Yajnyawallkya did not know if it was anger, or love masked as anger. Both moved away from each other to go their own ways.
Yajnyawalkya resisted the temptation to turn around for another glimpse of her. Strangely, he remembered the words of his father long back, when as a child he had walked beside him to the fields once., in the early hours of dawn.
His father had pointed to the faint light on the horizon and said,"You have never been awake at night, waiting and waiting for the dark to end and the sun to show up. It's a very deceptive hour."
"Why?" asked Yajnyawalkya.
"Because you catch a hint of light and take it to be the moment of sunrise. But the sun is a long way to come. That hour is called the false dawn. It's difficult to stay awake in that hour. You fall asleep and miss the real, glorious sunrise!"
Little Yajnyawalkya had said, "No, I don't want to miss it. I'll always remember not to fall asleep before sunris; I mean the real one!"
In that early hour of morning as he walked ahead, Yajnyawalkya laughed to himself, wondering if he was past the false dawn and waiting for the real sunrise that his father had once described.
Yajnyawalkya resisted the temptation to turn around for another glimpse of her. Strangely, he remembered the words of his father long back, when as a child he had walked beside him to the fields once., in the early hours of dawn.
His father had pointed to the faint light on the horizon and said,"You have never been awake at night, waiting and waiting for the dark to end and the sun to show up. It's a very deceptive hour."
"Why?" asked Yajnyawalkya.
"Because you catch a hint of light and take it to be the moment of sunrise. But the sun is a long way to come. That hour is called the false dawn. It's difficult to stay awake in that hour. You fall asleep and miss the real, glorious sunrise!"
Little Yajnyawalkya had said, "No, I don't want to miss it. I'll always remember not to fall asleep before sunris; I mean the real one!"
In that early hour of morning as he walked ahead, Yajnyawalkya laughed to himself, wondering if he was past the false dawn and waiting for the real sunrise that his father had once described.
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