Looking at the dazzling moon… feeling the moonlight… very soothing… piercing the darkness of this night… embracing me in its tender warmth…
But I wonder what this moon’s existence is like? It is glued to the earth and revolves round it at same pace and rhythm… absolutely no activity on its surface, almost like a dead being… depends on the mighty sun for its illumination… stands lonely in between the zillions of stars… overshadowed by clouds many a times… and still… and still it bequeaths us with its gentle moonlight… moonlight which has been witness to some of the most wonderful things… soft whispers… sizzling romances… appeasing lullabies… misty dreams…
Isnt my existence similar to that of the moon? Revolves around and is governed by the close ones… family, friends… still lonely in between zillions of people… often overshadowed by other entities… but am I generous and gentle enough in extending my love, affection, warmth or just a smile… may be not…
Suddenly the sky is looking clearer now… clouds have disappeared… moon is shining bright… outshining the twinkling stars… and whispering to me… making my mind and thoughts clearer… with a realization that I need to give… give unconditionally… and in the course, get to witness bliss and harmony around…