When the Wind woke up, the sun had already risen in the east. He got up, and looked around for his beloved, the Moonlight. But the sun had begun to shine, red and bright now; and the Moonlight was nowhere to be found. The Wind blew, searching for her, along the banks of the river, and at all places where they had been together the night before. But search as he might, he could never get a glimpse of her.
4 comments:
What lovely word pictures you paint with this story!
Rahul I didn't really understand why the wind cried?
Last night it made love with Moonlight, then what>?
When the Wind woke up, the sun had already risen in the east. He got up, and looked around for his beloved, the Moonlight. But the sun had begun to shine, red and bright now; and the Moonlight was nowhere to be found. The Wind blew, searching for her, along the banks of the river, and at all places where they had been together the night before. But search as he might, he could never get a glimpse of her.
My! My! Someone is experiencing romantic pangs looks like!!! Jokes apart- Good work, Great description. Keep it up!!!
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