Stars and me

One of my roommates is very interested in astronomy. He recently bought a telescope. Not a very high end, but good enough to watch the moon in awe, see the craters, the mountains and be left spellbound by the beauty that is this universe. If you ever get a chance to see the moon, I would seriously recommend watching it. I can watch it for hours and still be mesmerized by it.
My roomie then showed me mars. And trust me, once you have seen the red planet, you can’t miss it in the night sky. It is so very distinct then the other objects present in the sky. It is almost like a star but has a distinct reddish tinge to it. It is one of the brightest objects in the sky. My roomie says that on a clear night we can even catch a glimpse of Saturn and even get a faint look at its rings. Boy, I can’t wait for it. Star gazing; it’s beautiful, really beautiful.
As I was gazing at the zillions of tiny, sparkling, diamonds in the dark sky, it made we realize what a ‘nothing’ I am in this universe. It made me feel so irrelevant.
I really wonder what is out there. I am sure there is life out there. Space, it would be such a waste if we humans were the only intelligent life in it. We don’t deserve it really. We never really appreciate it. I really am amazed at the zeal with which some the astronomers and scientists devote their whole life to understand, unravel the mysteries of space. They must be knowing in their heart that they will never understand it in their lifetime, yet they continue to piece together their interpretation, their ideas in hope that one day their contributions would help solve the biggest mystery in this world. And what a day that will be. It is a long way off. Doesn’t it frustrate them? I am sure some days it must. Anyways I wish them all the best!

Three cheers to these people.