Sighted moon an hour back in the skies of Moscow for the
very first time, since we have come here( say last three months). Big deal, u
askin?..Oh yes! Very big deal. Please don’t forget those post and poem about my
love for the moon. Fantasizing provocation or rather provoked fantasy, whatever…it
left me immovable for quite some time. Though couldn’t really click a nice
picture with the cell phone which was handy, stretching arms to pick up the cam
was out of question at this hour of the day..dead tired!!
Well, let’s not deviate. What left me immovable was the luminosity
of the moon. I wish I was in habit of saying “I swear” and then it would have
helped me put assertion on the explanation about how I actually felt, but yea I don’t like talking supported
by swears, so putting it straight….amazing sight! Never understood the mystery
of such magnetism of moon.( please keep that scientific thing aside, even I can
give rubbish explanations that way).
Wonder, whether it is for real for others too, to feel so
immersed, drawn, devoted, fond, keen, weak, tender, adored, and all that of
sorts..or is it plainly the outcome of my aesthetic approach towards almost
everything in life…that I feel the way quoted above and also feel love for
moon, flowers, cool breeze, and those tiny little uncontrollable salty drops ever
ready to get orphaned by leaving their abode-the eyes!
Perhaps, fault/magic(whatever suits you) lies right here in
my aesthetic approach. But believe me, I love it this way!!! Isn’t life in
itself some form of art!!
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