‘Withering moon’s last impression’

Noni is always been an eccentric female, she has never really bulged herself into the corridors where, though, she sees lights, but her heart cannot foresee any creative expeditions.

Though she remain smitten with every chord of music and art ,but her heart rises up only when she witnesses ‘those’ enthralling beautiful objects in ‘black and white’.

Being a muse of star full sky, she always wonders about the limitless sophistication of the dark sky. She can flank her camera lenses to capture nature’s endless creativity but again the chime and the mystic which the ‘sky’ offers has always left her heart awestruck and unfulfilled.

So one find day, Noni decided to pursue her quest. With a dream to capture the limitlessness of the dark sky and its white sapphires, she started her journey for the highest point of dream valley, a place from where her lens can accumulate the entire sky gallery.

As she reached the penultimate point, a place where she can see nothing but the trillion stars riding in the plains of sky, Bedazzled by it sheer beauty, her hands got numbed and somehow due to sloppiness she dropped her lens in the bushes far and far under. Hurriedly she started looking for her lens and in the trail for it, she got lost in the dense jungle.

Finally she got hold of her lens but again she didn’t know where she had landed. Noni was lost but she was not scarred, somehow her heart said that there is a hidden mystery behind all these lost games. She lit her torch ‘What a luck !! its battery discharged’.


With a camera in her hands and a chewing gum in her mouth Noni marched on , She was clueless with all the dark directions , but she couldn’t help her restlessness. With thick trees above her head she was eluded by her lovely sky net.

Its was now more than one hour , she has strolled in every direction , perhaps her mind started governing her lost stature ,but her heart firmly said ‘Naah… I have seen worst situation’.


Thirsty and tired Noni kept on walking by. Suddenly she felt a giggling touch of cold air , a heavenly breeze from somewhere. Her eyes welcomed the literature of this breeze as she started walking towards its cold density.

‘A white light looked so divine, as if it’s the entire world that is waiting by’

Noni cannot believe her eyes that she has actually reached the helm of her dream & desire
This breeze let her to the opening of the sky and with God’s diversion she was in front of the most scintillating sight.

‘Ashen Moon, you complete me.
Your reverie illustration unfolds me’

What a ploy of life, Noni was on the helm to seek her desire. Her life long quest got conquest with its single sight

‘What a shivery shining moon in the bridal night..
A real compliment to her heart... A perfect signature of Sky...Black & White ‘.


Her quest reached the ‘Climax high’

At this moment Noni is not numb, Noni is not nervous, Her Camera is firm, her angles are right .

She captured her image ‘Sublime’.





















(Picture of Moon escaping it Black attire,by Neha Bahl(2008))




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‘Withering moon’s last impression’