‘A waiting person is a patient person. The word patience means the willingness to stay where we are and live the situation out to the full in the belief that something seen there will manifest itself to us.” – Henri Nouwen.
That basically captures the essence of me as I sat in the balcony: iPhone propped on my knees and trained on the horizon, snapping whenever I saw lightning, and basically hoping that I managed to capture something. Half-an-hour and lots of fake-out photos later, I managed to capture that photo.It certainly wouldn’t win any prizes – grainy as it is – but I felt proud that I managed to capture it. Why? maybe because I learnt that I could wait, I could cultivate patience, hope, and resilience. Or maybe, forget all those lofty virtues, because I know from experience that it is damn hard to capture something as fleeting as lightning, on an iPhone 4.
But in the end, even if there was nothing to show for my waiting, it would have been okay – because sometimes witnessing and experiencing is what matters more.