Let’s talk about the serenity of the moon!
Trying to write to get my motivation to write back.
After changing the title thrice, I guess I finally have something to talk about, and no, it’s not exactly about the moon. I had so many ideas to write a blog on, but I don’t know what happened. Everything in my mind just vanished. My brain is lagging so much and, I’m not sure of the reason. Some pretty major events happened in my life in the past few days. Yet, I feel empty inside. While I’m staring at my laptop screen, with “Lovely” by Billie Eilish and Khalid playing in the background, I realized that all I have trying to do these days is to engage myself in useless stuff. I’m trying to find a reason to keep on doing stuff. Let’s see how long this phase is going to last. Maybe I should listen to some nice breakup songs since Khalid songs aren’t really helping (though he has a pretty soothing voice).
Okay, so let me narrate an incident. I went to the terrace to water my plants in the evening. I usually water them in the evening because I don’t really want people to see me. Yup, I enjoy being that mysterious girl in my society. I realized how invisible I am when one of my neighbors asked my mom if I was in Delhi, and then she told them that I’ve been at home for almost a year. Moving on with our story, as I open the door to the terrace, I see a pure black cat (we’ll call him Lucifer for obvious reasons, of course). Here is where the moon comes in. It was a full moon night, and the moon was orange in color. Like, imagine Lucifer sitting right in front of a full moon with his eyes shining bright, looking equally magnificent as the moon. It seemed like he was crying, but I’m scared of animals so, I did not get near him. But all the time, we both were staring at each other, and it felt amazing. I really wished I had a DSLR at that time. Not that it would have helped to capture that moment with my bad photography skills but still. Now, I run down the stairs after exchanging glances with Lucifer for half an hour (I wanted to stay longer, but I didn’t want to explain things to mom), and I google search for myths related to full moon and black cats because I wanted it to mean something. I really didn’t care if it was good or bad. But to my disappointment, there are no such superstitions. I know it was a bummer. But it is what it is.
Now, we can talk about the moon. I am a night owl. I love the peace that night has to offer. It’s the only time I can actually feel myself. And when talking about the calmness of the night, how can we forget the peacefulness of the moon. If I have 99 problems in my life, staring at the moon can solve 102 of them. I remember once someone asked me if I liked the moon or the stars better. Being the diplomat that I am, I answered that the night sky is incomplete without either one of them, but deep down, I know that it’s always going to be the moon. Imagine lying on open ground and staring at the night with no worries about things around you (something to add to your bucket list).
I can add so much to this blog, but nope my stupid brain won’t let me do it. I hope it’s enough to get me started again.
