A story.. (part 1)

BetsideviewnegaIt was one summer night, when dusk was, but softly creeping in. The breeze was no longer warm but not too cold as to freeze one out. The moon started to eek out from its circle, slowly rising up high to space… to merge with the evening clouds. It was on its fullest shape, its glaring brightness enough to cover the rest of the stars.

The night was still young and so was she… Everyone was smiling, with their silvery white teeth exposed up to their ears!… filled with that gladness inside their hearts. There is a celebration… it was fiesta time! Some were dancing, others were eating, laughing… conversing. Most of the kids were around running… playing. Merriment clothed them all! It was almost the same as those ordinary parties, but someting made it a little different. It wasn’t the fiesta nor the full moon. But it was the night of all nights! Indeed it was! Something  happened in that very particular full moon nightfall.

After dinner, the music went so loud it can be heard a mile away. She almost danced. Oh, she did!She felt the songs inside her gigling, summoning her frail muscles trying to persuade her to  glide to the beat, to the rhythm. And so there she was! Sliding to and fro in the room, breaking one step at a time. She was doing the waltz… her passion.

Moments passed… even hours. He then  took her out for a walk. They went away from that fun-filled excitement. The music wasn’t as loud as before. Maybe because they were far out that it would just fade away in  the thin cold air. They were somewhere in an open field. The moon shone so bright, they could see each other’s eyes sparkling with content. Ah! They were in-love!

Or was it just lust?

Him2Then he held her hand, tightly gripping, sending jerks of electricity through her veins from her  fingertips up to her heart! She felt love. Was  it love? It must be love. What else could it be? She ignored the confusion. Why fuzz around with that thought when there is something weird but so good to be felt now? She looked at him and smiled. A smile that could launched more than a million ships!

Suddenly, he leaned over and… kissed her! It was that kiss which made that evening special. That kiss made the difference. And yes, it was.. love.

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