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Moon Love

Full Moon she is
Always to me.
She neither fades
Nor grows – Full Moon she is.
I have never seen
The moon twinkle
Until I saw her eyes flutter

Full Moon she is always.
I never know – she has the glow
In herself.
Until I saw her shine
In happiness and in sadness;

Full Moon she is always.
She follows me wherever I go;
Weaving spatial memory
At every foot step.

Full Moon she is;
Who takes me to places
And feeds me words.
At times she disappears
Playing hide and seek.

Full Moon she is;
When I reach out,
She turns red and shy;
And when I don’t
She turns blue and cry.

She is my full moon.
The one in my “words,,”
The one I “danced” with,
The one at my “window”,
And the one “over the moon”

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Time (Part 1)

He was sitting at the entrance of the room. On the sofa lies a book on “Legal Ethics”, few blank papers, notebook, pen and assignments. Everything was scattered here and there, unlike his room. He was there waiting to meet his friend. It was a holiday, and the wait was getting long. He lights a cigarette, and tries to read something from the playbook. Temporality, a book on cultural study of Time by Russell West Pavlov. Anything about Time feels appropriate, so began to read. The book discusses the idea of time perceived using Clepsydra to the modern digital watches, and how time became the centre of human life. One of the subtitle of the first chapter reads “Time keeping”. His mind took a pause while the phrase “Time keeping” started repeating on his head several times. He abused her profusely in his mind for not keeping up with time.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette, and finishes it in the ash tray. And shuts down the playbook in which he was reading the book on Time. He got up from the sofa and moves around, entering and exiting the room multiple times. One more cigarette! He asked to  himself, No! came the answer from his mind. The idleness made him feel bored, so he thought to himself “Let me see if I can set the room for her.” The fan indeed blew the ashes all over the sofa from the tray. So he went to the main door to switch off the fan before starting to clean. After some time of cleaning, uncle Raj entered exclaiming “Hey Akhil, when did you come? Akhil was surprised to see uncle Raj because his friend told that uncle Raj went out of station.

Akhil avoids uncle Raj because like a quiz master Raj believes and annoys everyone that he has answers to all the quires in the world. Uncle Raj says “knowlege is nothing but experience” while Akhil believes that “knowledge and Experience are two different thing. Anyway, Akhil and Raj’s meeting was not a lengthy one – Raj left early because he had some work in the bank. Akhil had almost finished cleaning the room, and he has to organise the sofa. While setting the papers, books, pen on the sofa; Akhil found a note which read “Be Happy XOXO.” He just smiled and slipped the note into his pocket. The note must be from his friend, whom he was going to meet after a year. Akhil met her in one of the Hyderabad literary festival in 2017, from then onward they became best buddies. She knew Akhil so well so that she dropped him the note in advance. Now, Akhil settled back on the sofa and began to think about all the memories about his friend – Pranathi.

(to be continued)