Moon

Surfing on some emotional waves, R walked towards the garden, found a corner place where no one could see her. As it is she was not visible in that dark winter night, not even those water droplets which were rolling down her cheeks, some which her eyes were trying to hold, and made her vision blur. After sometime when she started feeling some pain in her throat, she started comforting and consoling herself, and during the same she sensed sweet smell, and they were those small flowers of raat ki rani (night blooming jasmine)

She explored the place through her eyes, it was not dark, there was moon light covering as a sheet over the darkness, then she stared at moon over her head, it was bright smiley it seemed, the craters on moon looked like forming two eyes watching her with a bright smile. It seemed the luminescence had radiated her from inside, as this visualization brought smile on her face.

R whom I’m telling about is no one else but it’s me, and I smiled looking at the moon because I retrospect something sweet watching that moon, during my degree college days, when I used to live at a flat on 4^th floor in Mumbai, at night before going to a sound sleep I used to stare at moon for hours, at times it looked so beautiful that I couldn’t resist messaging my friends, “Look at that moon outside it’s looking awesome.” And that day looked even beautiful as my heart remembered those words of jyo, saying, “When we’ll not be together and will be miles apart, this moon will be the only common thing between all of us.” At that moment I just smiled and I found those lines a bit filmy but they seemed true that day, when I was alone but soon found company of MOON.

During my childhood days, everyone used to call moon as chanda mama and I hated chanda mama because I was afraid of him, as what seems to me a smiley today, seemed as a devil staring at me. I don’t remember when my perception changed, but yes it did.

That night I just watched moon for hours, and this was one of the best times I’ve lived with myself, at times we just don’t need anyone except ourselves, and I can’t say that night I was alone, as the moon was my companion.