She lay on her bunk in the moving bus. Drawing aside the window curtain ,she saw a starless night sky. The zenith resembled a stormy sea! It echoed her mind, grey, ash- black the clouds changed colour to morph the forms of waves in a storm torn ocean. She yearned to see the moon, how she wished for her confidant to materialise ! There suddenly she caught a glimpse of Her, hiding behind the cloud skirts as if a shy child. Perhaps Luna(moon) was trying to figure if she will lose interest in her once she plays hard to get ,perhaps not. She could do this all night long. Sleep was never a true friend of hers.
Moon quit her game and emerged out of her self imposed exile. She followed her while the bus sped, competing with the moon to see if it could rock her to sleep while her eyes were still trained on that diamond in the sky. She poured forth her heart, fears and truths. She listened patiently ,speaking volumes with her pursed lips. Zeus perhaps bored with the sky storms decided to end it, the stars appeared ,twinkling here and there as if a careless hand has strewn them upon the sky. In the darkness lights shone, flickering like the light of a candle. It was fickle but still there. Is this the way of the universe telling her that everything is going to be alright ? That whatever be the canvas and paint , life at the end will be picturesque , a Davincian brilliancy in the making. Moon shone brighter now her rays flooding the night . She stretched her hands to hold hers. She whispered ” Take a breath child, this life is as crazy as it gets. You, my love should never bow down. You are born to shine, your lunacy and chaos are meant to push you forward not to drag you in the mud! Believe that everything happens for the best, never stop trying and never stop living. ”
Pacified by her words, her face acquired a glow as warmth dispelled the cold doubts. She pondered whether all those faceless people who once shared this bunk would have felt this way. Would they have been pacified this way? How are they living now? There in the middle of nowhere she sensed a feeling of solidarity with those faceless few. She wished that they are doing well and glanced once more at that stone of the zenith before her eyes drooped, satiated from the adventure.
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