It was two days prior to Christmas. The year was 2012.
Only a few minutes into a deep sleep around four in the morning somewhere over the Indian Ocean at some 35,000 feet above sea level the Singapore Airlines PA system comes up and a sweet shrill voice of a female cabin crew member says, ‘For those of you who might be interested to witness the break of day you may please pull your window shades up.’
Half awake I did as the PA announced I lifted my window shade open. Well, at first it was a mix of curiosity and cynicism, though more of the latter (Yes I’ve read and heard all about it but the cynic in me keeps asking whilst knowing the obvious answer, ‘Is there really such a thing as a ‘breaking of day’ that one can actually see?’) that suddenly turned into excitement. I have been flying for a long time over a decade and a half then but never for the life of me have I seen the break of dawn. For some reason usually because I was asleep or whatever other reason?
And there it was… that lining of light that slowly breaks up into a tiny sliver and yet even less slowly gets bigger and bigger. Until.. a new day has completed its genesis.
Some things in life, and indeed, in nature are there for us to experience along with the emotions and the many abstract feelings that come with that experience.
So when the opportunity that makes us live through new things in life presents itself, let’s go for it and be grateful for that opportunity.
Images: author’s own as taken aboard the Singapore Airlines Airbus A330 aircraft en route to Singapore from Abu Dhabi