Everything has its own beauty.To me, the most beautiful hours of the day are the sunset and the sunrise.In the mid day,things seem ordinary, but in the dim light during the dawn and the softened light of evening,even the ugly things seem beautiful.

A few days ago, I saw one of an amazing sunset of my life.As the sun sank lower in the west, the clouds above the sky began to glow with a beautiful golden light and the mountains were of lovely purple.

The little dome of a mosque was looking very beautiful and attractive at that time.It looked as made of silver.The sun was going down but its light still filled the sky and lit up the clouds too.And in the still air a beautiful voice began to fall on ears all around calling the faithful to prayer.

The red color of clouds began to fade and faded away until all the clouds were grey and the mountains became deep black against the pale sky where the evening stars appeared and were shining brightly.

Birds were also on the way to their nests holding some food stuff for their lovely babies and to seek peace.

This beautiful scene came to its end soon.below the plains,the light gradually became dimmer; until nothing could be seen and one by one the stars appeared and the night came on.

Everything was still, and was to be heard except the rustling of breeze in the unseen trees.It gave up a natural superview.