Today around 5 in the morning when I descended to my kitchen, feeling light footed, as it was Friday. The sky was still dark and my eyes fleetingly scanned it through my little kitchen window. I was about to turn my head away, but my eyes got transfixed on the slice of moon gleaming there. It looked just like a smirk like smile on the face of the dark sky. Involuntarily my lips curved up and I stood mesmerizer with it sparkling silver light. Later I kept thinking, I have seen the moon so many times, what was new today. I could not find a answer, it was just that, the moment was right. After few seconds of smiling and shallow breaths, I started my daily work of getting the breakfast going for my kids and husband. Still from time to time I could not help myself sneaking a look through the window. It was strange kind of magnetism I felt. I was feeling that now, the whole scene will change and this slice of shimmering light in the ink dark sky will vanish from my view. A sensation which translate so many precious moments and people, who we did not really feel or relish before they faded or moved away from our day to day lives.
The next thought that struck me was, I need to get this down so long it was fresh in my mind. Just like the foot prints on the wet sand near the sea coast. It just takes a directionless wave to hit it, and it is gone for ever. During the task of taking out the dishes, getting the toaster to work to the optimum level of toasting and getting the milk to the right temperature, I could see the color change of the slice of light in the sky. The way ahead rays of the sun was doing its thing, and the beauty of this celestial body is, it lets the huge star color it up. The silver line now had a golden tint, as if to welcome the king of the day. It seemed to say its good byes to the waking world down here.
In few minutes a wisp of cloud covered my night light, and I leaned on the counter to scan the sky, to see if the shimmer has died off. I could make out a faint outline through the veil of clouds and my smile returned on my face and a hum filled my heart. What was it today with the moon and me? May be we were meant to be romanticizing this early morning and have a tee-a-tee of our own kind. I will take that as a very valid and satisfactory answer.
Then soon the lord of the day crept up the dome of the sky, and my beautiful dainty little moon said its farewell and gracefully exited the stage. This cycle of welcoming the next is a constant motion of all our lives, yet we human beings some times make it so personal. We can not really accept the fact that we come, we stay and then we go. Back to what I started this writing with, my early morning episode with that celestial body in heaven, gave me a feeling of serenity and motion together. Only hope this calmness could prevail though out, for sometime not only this day but for some days to come, I know it is a tad little much to ask for. Concluding with a warm smile and wishes for all.
Anumita Chatterjee Roy (Moon)
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