The moonlight witness

We rarely see the moon in this part of the world. Either it is grim skies of winter or the rains in summer and spring. But some nights like tonight – once in a Full moon – it is moon-beam splattering its way through my window, distracting the sleepers’ eye and before it fades away into grayness of the fall season, I wish to capture it in my memory and blog.

Let me rewind a fourteen years; I am witnessed by the moon picnicking with two equally sanguine childhood friends, in the labyrinth of our terrace. We believe to have attained childlike nirvana, being famous five! We are gobbling down éclairs and cream biscuits, imagining it to be aunt fanny’s cooking.

Fast forward a few years, train travelling from a school excursion – vizag to hyd; moonlight streaming through the dirty grills of the Second class Indian train. Dumb teenagers we are; mesmerized and blinded by bollywood, banter hours on about how romantic the whole scene is! Only thing missing for the tittering girls is a music number and the urgency of a crush.

Further a few more years, a friend and I steal the breeze by besi beach at 9 pm, a contentious hour, not even 50 ps in our midst to buy the raw mango snack, warming to a never ending talk, smiling and preserving an honest friendship moment – the moon cheering us against the splashing sea!

And then a three years ago, laughing on the moon washed steps of the Copley church against a bustling Boston city; I harbor a moment to the treasure knowing little that he is the one I am to marry.

Now lying awake; watching the moon shine through my window, stealing my sleep in all its brilliance, I am but contented… For she gave me a lot to b(dr)eam about!


“How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank.
Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.”

– William Shakespeare

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8 thoughts on “The moonlight witness

  1. Anu Menon says:

    As i read those last few lines i wished for a moment that i could go back and change something… it was but a wish…

  2. Sapna says:

    wow…!! but u know in 9th class… i thought u had a crush :Pi love the line.."laughing on the moon washed steps of Copley church against a bustling Boston city"

  3. durgadas says:

    i always used to wonder in my younger days how the moon runs alongwith you when
    watched thru the window of running train….. the fascination grew steadily encouraged by reading lot of books from the old usis and british libraries of tvpm (these treasure houses are no more there in tvpm now) the culmination was when neil armstrong landed on the moon…… sitting near the old mango tree of university college we friends decided to demand for a holiday…..for the college….

    came back home …… the patty near our house told us in undoubtedly, they landed somewhere else…. how can they ever imagine about landing on chandrabhagavan…..!

    moon is still a source of lots of thoughts…….

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