MOON STRUCK

He always maintained that Moon was his beloved.

But moon stood distant….

There were days in a row…Ah ! Actually long nights… when he would get….merely a glimpse or two of his sweetheart….clouds of hopelessness loomed large on such nights !

He really was moon struck !

Yes…there were days in between….actually nights….when his love obliged….sent a smile or two…his way….glowing in all its circular glory.

But not even once had he taken this bewitching piece of golden beauty in his arms ! How he longed to do so !!!

He bore a secret grudge in his heart against Neil…..and the entire team of Apollo program. He could not bear the thought of a ‘dirty’ astronaut soiling his treasure ! And that too….with asbestos covered hands !!!

Outwardly, he maintained a stoic silence…but when provoked….he would come out with a vitriolic diatribe against such rapists ( his expression !)

On many occasions…when he was not that touchy….he would maintain that Neil had never come close to his beloved. He would dismiss the Apollo Voyage as a science fiction imagery ! “They had mistakenly landed on some crater… and then ….sent trick pictures to cover for the goof-up !!!”

This die-hard lover would get extremely worked up if someone called his love to be scar-faced ! ( He saw in each scar ( he would call these beauty spots) an ability to enhance the sensuousness of his lady love )

Well …they say …Love is blind….what other proof do we need !!!

Scars or no scars…he would have given up his most precious riches….if he had any….to be near his sweetheart.

Then….one night….a miracle took place ( his version ). He found his beloved right outside his window. His instant reaction was to shut his eyes…..and continue dreaming. ( He thought he was dreaming …as usual )

But he was not dumb….this much can be surely said. He quickly realized that he could not be dreaming if his eyes were open…. (And that is why his first reaction was to shut his eyes. )

….But…this was no dream….it was a dream come true !!!

Realization dawned on him….that his wishes had been granted.

“What a fool am I…not knowing the fact from fiction !!!” He reprimanded himself.

All this while….his beloved stood there….smiling. This smile played some wonderful tricks in his very inside.

Well…actually….as we all know….it was no smile….it was the blessed moonshine ! But he maintains that the moon smiled ….so let it be so !

Anyway……the ‘smile’ was so enticing that our poor dear moon worshipper lost every sense of right and wrong.

He leaned out of his window….and tried to kiss her. The air was pregnant with anticipation….and moon seemed to have consented to his wooing !

But….There was a little problem ! Actually a big and serious problem….come to think of it !

Our lover boy was madly intoxicated….but his arms failed to go round the moon….they were not long enough !

Actually his lady love was not oversized….or obese…..but he surely needed some serious growing up !

It was quite an anti climax ! The wishful lover and his out of reach queen of the dark sky !!!

The night sky was deeply moved by this pathetic turn of events….so it shed some stars….and soon after…..a drop or two fell from the sky….right onto the window sill of this hapless lover !!!