WHAT IF THERE WAS NO MOON.

I am generally not given much to social pleasures. More reserved than gregarious, I have my own store house loaded with my idiosyncrasies. I have always been advised my friends and multitude to keep on writing, no matter what it is. So, I decided to take it seriously. Apart from my poems and articles. I took to my diary. Well..........advises just flowed in… and so were applauds of sticking up to it. Till one day, I was told to write what happens if there was no moon........It’s been years since I last thought of such zany a topic. Last time I did....was for extempore in my school, all weird topics - my forte. So, the idea caught my attention. It made me feel young....and somehow mind boggling. So, as I wanted to think what it would be like My thoughts congealed. May be I wouldn’t have been able to write. May be I wouldn’t be me. The night would not have been so beautiful, the thoughts never so intense and the dreams would have been charred in the scorching heat. Who would nurture the visions? Who would accompany the stars? Who would be with me in my loneliest of times? Scary enough it seems. My entire gamut of thoughts seemed somehow linked to the queen of the night. In all her beauty, she was majestic. More than a simple moon. Slowly, silently , walked the moon………….