Pupu

There was a little boy called Pupu, who was young, energetic, and vulnerable by emotions. He would halfheartedly study his schoolbooks, hastily finish his dinner, and then lie to his mother that he would go to bed early, a propensity that he developed for his escape.

None but one he had reason to do this - he would lie on his cushion soft belly on the velvet grass of the suburbs, enjoy the jocund company of the mild breeze accompanied by silver moon and watch the shooting stars leaving a trail on their way. His mind would flutter and dance in the breeze until one day he discovered something that made him enter his mundane dream world.

Amidst the milky way, he discovered his little glittering secret star which became his favorite. He started spending endless time watching it aimlessly with his innocent blue beadier eyes as it, though far away, would twinkle and would leave a glee on his face.

Little Pupu would sometime console his scintillating thoughts by saying," I know you are miles apart from me, yet you are so close to my sight". And the star would reciprocate by twinkling more to his innocent thought.

Not much did he know about the shinning chemistry, but he got heavy-hearted when one day his favorite star didn't appear. From Spring to winter, all he did was he waited until the sky girded itself with a bluish black blanket and he could watch his little glittering pal in the sky and think how wonderful it could be, if the star could come down to him to pay him a visit every night. He would then tell every possible thing he could ever think off.

His best pal, his happiness, his sadness, his everything: The Glittering shinny little star