Well, I know all of you have read, heard and seen enough about Super Moon already but trust me, I'm not writing just to give you an account of the Super Moon that happened on May 5,2012. I'm writing about it because I love moon. Moon has always been my friend and partner in my good and bad times. It has always been with me in my darkest nights. My love for moon is eternal. In my long, alone and helpless nights, moon has always been there right above me. It has witnessed the days of my glory, happiness and has watched my downfall. It has watched me fall on my face and then stand tall again. It knows my darkest and untold secrets.
So I am writing about Super Moon because it inspired me SOOO much. I can look at moon for hours. My whole life flashes before my eyes when I stare at this mesmerising moon.
When I looked at the moon, I was in awe. I had never seen it so beautiful in twenty years of my life. It shined like a Pearl in a deep, dark and blue ocean. so close yet so far it was. So big and so bright. I longed to touch it. I longed to get close to it. I longed for the moon like never before.
Moon is that one thing (out of many) that reminds us of "Someone Special". It's been said in romantic movies that moon is that thing that watches you and that special someone at the same time.
We all talk to the moon, don't we?
Whenever we look at the moon, our heart sighs and wishes for that special someone to be right next to us. Our heart's and mind's strings are somehow attached to the moon, specially if it's a full moon and being SUPER MOON, I'm sure all of you must have desired/wished to be with someone and share a mug of coffee or eat an ice cream under the bright and gigantic moon. I'm pretty sure Super Moon must have stirred feelings even all those who don't believe in love and are happy alone.
When we look ate the moon, we somehow compare ourselves to it. We compare our loneliness to his'. Moon is surrounded by so many stars and yet he is so alone. We, on the other hand are living in a world that is call Global Village yet we are empty and alone from inside. Our solitude is just like moon's.
We look at the moon, admire it's beauty, wish to be close to it and we think that he is happy being there, up so high but he is not. And same is with people. We look at them and admire them, we get attracted to them and desire to get close to them. We take that curve on their lips as smile and think that they are happy but they're not. Not even a bit.
We all are working day and night to be successful but from inside, we're broke, damaged and empty.
'Life' has lost it's meaning....
I don't think that I am giving this a proper ending but I am no writer and I didn't write a story. I just wrote what was in my mind and thought to share it with you.
--- Life is never easy for anyone
But it goes on ---