The best part of my day starts when I come home from office. And the magical moments begin when after having dinner, I come to my study room. There are large windows in my study room which create magical path for the moonlight to enter my room. And I, sitting beside the windows, watch the moon. We talk endlessly. Sometimes, moon shifts its position from my continuous gaze to give me the clue pf the nearing dawn, so that I could have the amount of necessary sleep as per suits of my biological clock. Otherwise, my eyes refuse even to wink and lose the sight of moon for that much moment. Losing the sight of the moon could not be acceptable that easily.
Moon and I share good compatibility. Several hours we spend talking to each other. Several speechless talks... Moon also loves the night and me too... Moon was also afraid of loneliness very much and me too... But later, moon also developed affinity for this loneliness and me too... Moon sings the songs composed by the clouds. Wind makes the lyrics. Moon loves music and me too...
Everynight, it seems as if moon covers the same path in the sky. But actually, moon is on a never ending journey. A journey which goes through new hopes every night. A journey beyond the clouds, beyond the sky, beyond the universe. Is this journey actually a search for someone? Moon doesn't reply. Neither do I...
Moon and I share good compatibility. Several hours we spend talking to each other. Several speechless talks... Moon also loves the night and me too... Moon was also afraid of loneliness very much and me too... But later, moon also developed affinity for this loneliness and me too... Moon sings the songs composed by the clouds. Wind makes the lyrics. Moon loves music and me too...
Everynight, it seems as if moon covers the same path in the sky. But actually, moon is on a never ending journey. A journey which goes through new hopes every night. A journey beyond the clouds, beyond the sky, beyond the universe. Is this journey actually a search for someone? Moon doesn't reply. Neither do I...
Hey Sneha.. That was a warm read.. When we r alone we get the time to spend with ourselves. Not always loneliness is scary:) Well Written dear:)
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Hey Sonia, most welcome to my blog. And yes, you are right. Loneliness is not always scary. That is how I developed affinity for loneliness :)
DeleteThanks for following, though I had not expected such noble reciprocity :)
'Panaah...' and 'Dil se...' are mostly the outburst of my emotions. I have two different blogs as per the reading suits of my fans :)
Well written. Inspires me to blog on something. But something what?
ReplyDeleteHave you removed your blog Sweet Little Sister?
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DeleteYou know what my latest post is also about me and moon.
ReplyDeleteYour companion with the same taste,providing solace with the perfect amount of solitude.You wrote it very nicely.
Thanks Alcina. Welcome to my blog.
DeleteSometimes, you have to break away from the world a little... just to be alone.. It gives us a chance to reflect upon our lives or just today's events and there is nothing more peaceful than sitting alone in silence and talking to the moon. Lovely post.. thanks for following by the way! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Crystal. Yes, I love to be alone :)
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ReplyDeletethanks Harshita !
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