I looked at the full moon from the flight’s window.
The moonlight was shimmering all over the clouds.
The pilot made an announcement about the turbulence.
A turbulence which was temporary. I hope all the turbulences are.
Even the one in my head, which I have been trying to fend away for a long time now.
My thoughts have always revolved around her.
Even now they do. Not romantically. Not with a longing to come back together.
I don’t know how to explain this. I think of her. The old incidents. And trying to make out if she was what everyone thinks of her.
Or what I used to think of her.
But I always had the bias for the ones I loved.
I will keep this one fruit hanging as of now.
It’s not that ripe. Let’s give it some more time.
Till then I would just look at the full moon.
And the light all around me.
Life is good. Or is it? You tell me.