Crimson Moon

On the day of lunar eclipse

Signs and symbols revealed everything round around me. An obsessive O, a fluffy donut and the reflection of the centripetal CLF bulb reminded the mystic moment that I experienced few days back.

A circle is a perfect significance of symmetry; a prominent measure of satisfaction and literally it is an amalgamation of nothingness and completeness, which is life in itself.

The bell rang so loud, alarming my sensitive sensors to respond to the ambience around me. I stood there gazing at the most mysterious and mystical moment happening before my eyes. It was the lunar eclipse.

For an instant, I felt pity for the paramount television players in the market. The real high definition TV was right through my veranda and this is what I call an eye candy.

But no, my curiosity slapped me to come out of this illusion.  It can be a figment of my imagination or it can be a processed program designed by a higher form of life.

And again my left-brain wanted to follow its sense of imagination.

I said to myself, just let it go.

Some bitter beer, some crispy, crunchy chips and a convenient couch made my sight more comfortable.

The serene celestial painting was black and white. Slowly, it revealed its true colour. To describe in desi tone, I witnessed a vishwaroop that night. The moon got an adrenaline rush and indulged itself into multiple colours.

Here, my spectrum was limited to crimson – the shade of introspection, the shade of distraction and the shade of spotlight.

Yes, it’s the shade of attention. It got my attention for a long time.

As simple as that!

I opened my memory palette and filled it with the crimson ink of memorandum.

This was the best movie I have ever watched. A fictional - anti - fictional movie, that gave me a heavenly experience.

So save your dates and balcony seats, the movie will reach you shortly.

Ashwin Muralidharan:- Hey people. If you like my story give your valuable comments.