
Amidst all this, something caught the corner of my eye - a half moon in brilliant cobalt blue, pristine and more dazzlingly beautiful than anything I had ever seen "up above the world so high". To a casual sky-watcher like me, this was amazing; for a split second, I thought I was witness to an astronomical marvel. I was captivated by the charm, as if by a spell; all my worries - petty and prominent alike, magically silenced for a few moments.
This trip of mine to Wonderland was not meant to be - at the next traffic light, I realized that I had been watching the moon through my windshield tint. Ah!!. if only this intrusive uncovering could have waited a few more minutes !!!
I am not disappointed... the marvel just turned from being "the" blue moon into "my" blue moon. Until a day comes by when I can pinch myself twice, look out the window, ask a friend and still believe I am watching a celestial wonder of comparable beauty and charm, "my blue moon" will remain an object of my overwhelming admiration.