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Sunday, May 24, 2020

Moon And Romance

Yesterday at 3:50 a.m. my phone rang. It is not unusual as I work with electrical utility and some consumers who have my number call me, not always at ungodly hours, but quite often. The said number disconnected the call before I could pick up. I did not dial back.
Outside my bedroom balcony, it was dark, and I was half awake when I saw a small blurry arc of the moon trying to make a mark on the sky above the Yeeor hills. Though the full moon is a common sight from my balcony, I have never seen a new moon or a waning moon from this balcony. It could be because I have never been awake or half sleepy at that hour in the day. Anyway, my eyes were droopy, so I tried to get back to sleep, and I did, but I was awake again in few minutes, and my eyes drifted to the moon, and instead of setting behind the hills it had risen in the sky, slightly bigger but the arc was still the same, and it shone brighter.
Without the stars and clouds, the moon still looked romantic, calling upon the lovers of the earth and other realms to share their secret.
As a child, I found the moon fascinating I used to look for shapes in it. I wanted to build a ladder to the moon. Maybe build a house there. Maybe find my favourite crate there.
And then I spotted much talked about rabbit shape on the moon. And I could never unsee it. And I have tried.
I drifted to sleep hoping some romantic was enjoying the beauty of this waning moon, bathing in its bright and cool light on a warm summer morning and sharing a smile with their lover.