The Shooting Star
The Shooting Star2 mins 21.5K 2 mins 21.5K
The night could not have been darker than this. It was the night of the new moon. The chill of the wind was a plight in itself. Scattered were the fragrances on dew and wetness of the mud, all around. On the grass, dew drops felt like pearls. No matter how enveloped he was in his woolens, the chill penetrated through them, reaching deep into the bones and sending jitters down his spine. Being sleep deprived, he wanted a nap desperately but it seemed an unfathomable task to pull-off because of this freezing cold. He was walking bare-footed on the grass. It was 2 am and there were 3 hours for dawn to pull upon him, but he wasn’t sure whether he would make it or not. All he could think of was that he was longing for her to be clutching him in her arms. The silence was deafening but serene among the snow-capped mountains which surrounded the valley. All that was keeping him warm was the captivity of her thoughts. Fire was lit hours ago but now only the ashes were left.
The day had been perfect, he thought. She never really loved him but he long back, lost the shores of life in her infinite eyes. Drizzle during the day had made night on the hill station, frigid. He couldn’t have wished for a day better than that. She was close to him, closer than ever, so close that he lost himself all over in her boundless eyes.
A gush of breeze hit him hard. He was back in “now”. Of all the sounds in the world, he just wished to listen to hers. He was looking into the skies, trying to compare the infinity of her eyes with that of the sky. The sky had almost lost it but then he caught a glimpse of something. It was a Shooting Star. He wished to make a wish. But he ends up wishing that if only she could have seen it too. They both hadn’t seen one before. He would have wished to see the gleam in her eyes, when she would have seen it. He made his wish, though disappointed he was.
Dejected, he found himself again lost in the eternal infinity. He prayed to live in that moment forever. He glanced back into the sky, while she was standing right next to him. She had seen 'The Shooting Star'!