Spectacular sunsets are common enough from my bird’s eye view of the city . Sadly though, the proliferation of tall buildings is slowly spoiling my sunrises.
This Wednesday, however , I was treated to a crimson, pink sunrise that slowly unravelled to a glorious day.
I was filling up the kettle to boil the water for tea when this feathery cloud caught my eye. 
The city was still sleeping below when the sky turned into a gorgeous crimson.
Like great balls of fire spewing out .
Then it turned a mellow pink before it became a rose gold.
Till finally it became a white flourish in a normal Bombay sky.
Happy weekend to all of you and a Merry Christmas to those celebrating.
Linking up with #SkywatchFriday where bloggers from around the world share their skies.
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