Enigma

The Moon's delicate light had just turned the world a frame with silver in the lonely sky. On the departure from the Sun. Moon shed tears, those tears became Star. Star used to think that the moon and star were perfect for each other. They wandered through the tenebrific sky. "What does it feel like to be the one being lighted?” "What does it feel like to be not in the consuming darkness "they asked themselves? They were in darkness yet secretly loathe every part of it.

Star fell in love with moon. She seemed to explode with happiness and believed that she had discovered something that no one had ever experienced. But the Moon was not meant for star.

Moon became infatuated with Sun. For him, falling in love with sun was like a snowball hurdling down a mountain. Their love was like the universe like unexplored galaxy. But moon was untouchable and incurable for her. They loved at a distance and rarely met. Sun whispered to Moon on one of those nights. It's our fate" Go and let me breathe ".

Selenophile Star kept screaming I am still here but Moon and Star were with each other but not for each other. Star watched him with wish fullness hoping that one day they would get close enough. So she would not feel so empty.

Moon died to let Sun breathe. Star cried louder for shooting out her emotions. Flashing and flickering and Star turned into falling star.

Shooting star would be luck for someone but Star got nothing. Can a shooting star really fulfil some one's desire with her unfulfilled desire? In spite of falling, Star evoked hope and wishes. In reality sometimes we are like star; we fall to make someone's wish come true.