story eleven

That evening, everything went wrong. From personal aspirations to societal pressures, I had seen all of them crumbling down, going downhill , creating a landslide of my mind, brain and heart. 

They say, "a lot can happen over a cup of coffee. "

Getting suffocated in my own room , I decided to go to the terrace and spend some time introspecting my own self. 

I made a cup of coffee , because sometimes self - service is great! I went to the terrace and sat down, facing the bluish black azure, timelessly elegant , unapologetically charismatic like a woman, blooming with education, knowledge and inner worth. The shinning stars perhaps had their own aura, a stereotypically different means of communication with the celestial bodies, baffled me inside out. 

I was slowly falling prey to an undefined miasma, where only the elegantly beautiful sky, with equally enigmatic stars and moon, preoccupied my mind .

The clandestine moon was sitting placidly, radiating her unspoken, but outgoing charm, she too had a certain connection with the cosmos. 

The magical web link among the celestial bodies made me awestruck, I kept on looking at the cosmos, just like a lovestruck teenager, I forgot my ambience, just the sky and me! 

I dreamt of the earth, it's ageless passion , in pursuit of the moon's attention and grace. 

But perhaps the moon wanted to remain gracefully isolated, just like the first rain drop that hits the earth! 

I will wait till the end of eternity, to see this love saga turning real, just as eternal when the sun reaches the horizon, and the sea becomes red , the colour of intense affection. 

Waves coming and back, 

Astro space remains as mysterious, as enigmatic , as the origin of mankind.