A Fairy Tale

The moon was full but not complete..... a little left in the corner as if a painter has almost completed his art but trying to figure out where to give his last stroke. So the night was bright. Almost a full moon.... and most of the stars hid in the moon light and the rest went far away in the horizon in anger or jealousy.

We were on top of a mountain were the cold breeze was dancing in a soft tune of it's own.... It whispered in my ears songs that i had listened in my solitude in her thought. It was cold and windy..... the moon reflected in the river as sparkles of stardust.

There were a lot of lights in far off places were they were working on a bridge construction. It felt like a Isak Asimov Si-Fi novel, Star wars movie or a fairy tale castle on the other side of the river.....

And there She was.......uff, what do i say. Her face was brighter than the moon, hairs dancing with the wind if perfect rhythm, her eyes sparkling like two stars which had fallen from the sky tonight. She walked curling her hands inside her jacket like a baby totally unaware of the world being mesmerised around herself.

The moon realised why she was incomplete...... Tonight a piece of her was walking in the land with me. The wind was drunk and kept on dancing around her. The chill was the thrill the wind was having flirting with her. The castle was were a princess was missing and the lights were all around to search their princess.

I was speechless..... and mesmerised. Falling in love million times over.