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The full moon.

She peeps shyly from behind the curtain of the clouds; smiling playfully, showing off those dimples, she entices the millions aching for a glimpse of her glimmering beauty.
               It has been a long game of hide-n-seek that she has been playing; oh, how they yearn for it to stop, so that they can take in her beauty in all its shining glory!

              The clouds -- her fluffy playmates -- enjoy the scene, as she now hides, now peeps out, giving those awaiting a glimpse of what is to come.

             Finally, the breeze, unable to take this impatience any longer, blows the curtains off the beautiful face  that will now bathe the world in its shimmering soft light.

            And, out she steps -- the bewitching beauty -- with her dimples and her freckles and her soft, golden hue, washing away the dark, showering the world with her luminescent glow...the alluring Moon!



[Lillie McFerrin Writes] Five Sentence Fiction - Glimmer

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When I am really old, I hope to look back at life and know that......

Life, as we know,  is about looking forward-- leaving the past behind and looking ahead at  a  bright and  a  promising future.  But, there are times when the past beckons.  I have begun experiencing those moments, when I look back at the days gone by.  But, those moments are few and far between. I feel  there is still time to completely get into the reflective mode -- reminiscing about the years gone by and looking at the horizon, awaiting the finale  of a life well lived.  And, when I do reach that stage -- when I reach my old age -- and, when I look back at my life, I would like to know that...

                   ....I lived a full life, a contented life. That, I played the part given to me at every stage, to the best of my ability.  Be it of a daughter, a sister, a wife or a mother, I put in my best in every role I played. I know, I have driven people up the wall  at some point or the other, but, I would like to hope I have been forgiven.  I will be thankful…

Chikoo's buddies.

There are a countless things to be written about my Chikoo. His loveable nature,  his bouncy demeanour, his loud barks demanding our undivided attention, his ever-wagging tail expressing  his feelings...the list goes on!  However, there is something else I would like to share here -- actually, something that I would like to write about and save it for my future -- that is also a major part of his life: his friends.  Intrinsically social that these four-legged souls are, they really can't do without their friends. And, I so pity those babies, whose 'parents' don't encourage them to socialise with others of their kind.  Oh! How much they miss out on!
                  Chikoo has been one lucky fellow. He has always had loving friends, right since his puppyhood. His first best friend was Boxy, a female boxer. She was a few years older than him, and so, most suitable for helping him develop his skills as an intelligent little guy! Unfortunately, life a…

A lovey-dovey meeting.

A chance meeting with an old friend can simply brighten up your day, isn't it?  Especially, if you haven't met that friend in years, and who, out of the blue,  pops in front of you, recognises you and the love that overflows, is just like the good old days, when you were in constant touch!  That is exactly what happened with me, today, when I was out for my morning walk with Chikoo.
                As we were returning home, I was lost in my thoughts, when I happened to look up, and there, on the other side of the road, I saw a mongrel, who seemed very familiar, and who also was looking at us. And, just like that, it struck me that it was Chhoti, the stray dog who lived in our area once upon a time. I hesitantly called out to her, "Chhoti?" and it felt like something had exploded! She dashed  across the road and ran to Chikoo, who had recognised her, too!  The whining and yelping that followed, simply melted my heart.  She was so excited, she didn&#…