Over the moon

Moon second name for beauty. From the bedtime stories of dadi maa till drawing a simile of a lover, moon is always a common factor for both. Sometimes it is "Chanda mama" and sometimes "chaudhavi ka chand". I always heard, but never got a chance to be witness it's beauty and always incertitude the saying.

But that day...oh my god!!! It was so beautiful and highly enjoyable, first time I felt that moon touched my senses or exited intellectual or emotional admiration. Gosh! I missed my camera so badly as I never missed it in my entire life. I blowed my chance to capture the nature's beauty in a picture.

Okay, this doesn't have to do with writing, except it sparks

an idea for a story. But it's so picturesque that, I couldn't resist

featuring it. Hmm! I got a picture similar to what I saw.

I couldn't forget the day, I saw the moon at a loss for words. As usual, the day was hectic and I was feeling wiped out and exausted at the time of signing off. I came down from my floor, swiped out and came out by the building with the feel of boredom that I have to take long walk to reach to my bus... As I took the turn towards the transport field, I felt that I saw a big lamp but quite high by the average length of the lamp post. I slightly swinged by my place and saw exclusive appearance of the beauty of the nature. A round yellow hallogen bulb gleaming in the sky seems as in the arm's length. After few mintutes, I realized that I am staring at it as I am bewitched or hypnotized on it's mesemerizing beauty. The area where I was at that point of time was a hilly area and from that place moon was really looking very close. I was so much immersed in it's beauty that for sometime I forgot everything, my fatigue, fumes and the most importantly my need to rush to get the bus which was the last bus of the day.

First time in life I understood the meaning of the stories and divine ambience and discovered how the words transcend into reality.