The skies of Mussoorie, always astound one with the clouds changing forms and shapes along different seasons, as if almighty has set spectacular screensaver in the high skies. Be it cumulus, cirrus, cirrocumulus or cirrostratus, these beautiful clouds over Mussoorie skies can arouse artistic aspirations in a creative corners of mind.
These clouds sometimes play hide and seek between manifold layers of mountains, they rise up go down swirling along the curves, edges in the valley as if they are dancing alongwith the wind. These clouds often march into the valley like a troop and suddenly recede away, slowly fading into the clear evening breeze.
Be it dawn or the dusk, these clouds in Mussoorie create picturesque panorama along every nook and corner of this famous hillstation.The famous winterline in Mussorie is striking clear in the evening these days, inspiring nature lovers and photographers all over.
The northern breeze sometimes carries these clouds through the pine and oak forests creating a mystic bluish haze which can sweep someone away off their feet. Sunlight entering through the mist in the Pine forest can make one spellbound as if almighty is pouring in rays of hope from the heavens.
These clouds sometimes create illusion while driving over high mountain roads and at times can disappoint nature lovers who love watching snow cladded high mountain peaks. The clouds can suddenly lift their veils and can make one wonderstruck with the majestic view of the snow-covered Himalayas. Altogether the mountainous topography, natural landscape, altitude, meteorological phenomena contribute towards the incredible canvas of the beautiful Mussoorie skies.
I will conclude with the lines of the poem ‘The Cloud’ by Percy B. Shelly
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother’s breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder…….
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