Ever since I have started writing, moonlit night has always been the muse behind my scribbles. Though there are plenty of descriptions on sunset and beaches, it somehow never fascinated me. I was always a moon kinda person who would simply fall in love with that lifeless piece up in the sky and ditched every breathtaking view for that placid glimpse.
I have spent the coldest of winter nights keeping the windowpanes wide open, looking blankly at the moon, with a hope that someday it will find its way back me. That never happened, neither did I stop waiting for it. It kept travelling with me my entire childhood and still peeps into my mind whenever I look at the sky, exhausted and hopeless, to console me. I found solace in dark.
It was the beginning of winter when the world seemed the prettiest of all. The gentle touch of sunbeam melts in air and soothes your soul. The best part about cantonment area is the lush green which you might miss in civilization. This place was something anyone would crave for. He was staying at a place which was right on the bank of the river and I was madly in love with the view which made me cancel all our plan for the day and we stayed back to enjoy some alone time.
When the day was tilting its head for the arrival of dark I quickly came outside to click a picture of the melting sky. But I was awestruck with the view. To add a bit more spark to it he came with a cup of coffee for me and a cup of tea for himself. My eyes were glued to that view for the first time. I was amazed by the mighty Sun!
Across the horizon there was a thin layer of gold following which there were few lighter and brighter shades of yellow and red. The whole sky became the canvas where, at the time, you can paint your world of words. His presence made the view more enchanting.
As I took a sip from my cup, I felt someone's eyes stuck on my face. I turned towards him, he was already looking at me and smiling. Holding hands we sat there for another few minutes while the setting sun made our faces shine brighter with the melting beams. We were shinning with all our hopes and dreams, love in heart and faith on each other. I realized how an everyday moment can suddenly turn out to be exceptional with just one person beside you. That sunset scratched a never-fading mark on my mind. Though I still wonder what actually spelled the magic, the sunset or the one with whom I witnessed it.
The moment might not be recreated again but the essence of togetherness at that particular moment will forever linger in my mind as the setting sun never attracted me that way ever before.
I have spent the coldest of winter nights keeping the windowpanes wide open, looking blankly at the moon, with a hope that someday it will find its way back me. That never happened, neither did I stop waiting for it. It kept travelling with me my entire childhood and still peeps into my mind whenever I look at the sky, exhausted and hopeless, to console me. I found solace in dark.
It was the beginning of winter when the world seemed the prettiest of all. The gentle touch of sunbeam melts in air and soothes your soul. The best part about cantonment area is the lush green which you might miss in civilization. This place was something anyone would crave for. He was staying at a place which was right on the bank of the river and I was madly in love with the view which made me cancel all our plan for the day and we stayed back to enjoy some alone time.
When the day was tilting its head for the arrival of dark I quickly came outside to click a picture of the melting sky. But I was awestruck with the view. To add a bit more spark to it he came with a cup of coffee for me and a cup of tea for himself. My eyes were glued to that view for the first time. I was amazed by the mighty Sun!
Across the horizon there was a thin layer of gold following which there were few lighter and brighter shades of yellow and red. The whole sky became the canvas where, at the time, you can paint your world of words. His presence made the view more enchanting.
As I took a sip from my cup, I felt someone's eyes stuck on my face. I turned towards him, he was already looking at me and smiling. Holding hands we sat there for another few minutes while the setting sun made our faces shine brighter with the melting beams. We were shinning with all our hopes and dreams, love in heart and faith on each other. I realized how an everyday moment can suddenly turn out to be exceptional with just one person beside you. That sunset scratched a never-fading mark on my mind. Though I still wonder what actually spelled the magic, the sunset or the one with whom I witnessed it.
The moment might not be recreated again but the essence of togetherness at that particular moment will forever linger in my mind as the setting sun never attracted me that way ever before.
So touchy dear.. bless you with all these happy moments..
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