They traveled some distances together in quest for a journey. Talked, smiled, dreamed together & one day she asked him ‘What was your name?’

She was a gypsy, he a traveler. They crossed where paths seemed distant but parallel; they shared, smiled and went their dreams.

She loved gazing at the moon, he loved counting the stars. She feared the impending dawn; he was weary of the rain laden clouds.

She waited for her realization till the stars had started dwindling; He could not stop speak his heart out to the moon beam.

The night passed thus!






~S~
30th July, 2012 : 8:21 PM

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