Since childhood, one thing which attract me most is the moon, it’s stages and it’s eclipse..
Thoughts of people amaze me when they praise the beauty of full moon, but at the same time hold myths regarding its eclipse…
Why the beauty of a full moon which people refer to the beauty of their lovers sometimes become so ugly that the same person in love don’t want to look at it…
Why most of people pretend to be blind when looking at the crescent… isn’t it beautiful too…. as it is increasing in its size, beauty and light!! Isn’t it bring hope?
The crescent is like a newborn child, gradually increase in size… But when it reaches to its fullness… the fear of eclipse accompany it… or if it not happens then the disaster of diminishing strikes it…Everything which rise has to face fall… But after every fall a new birth of hope takes its place…. after every eclipse, the moonlight becomes brighter than ever before….
After every maximum there comes a minimum which turns then into optimum!
