Another day when the circumstances circling my tiny world conjured to create a chance.. an opportunity to commute in one the most frequent, despite challenging the strength of your life-line, mode of transport.. No prizes for guessing.. and this is definitely not a sequel to my previous post.. I dont have anything more to divulge though every ride is an exhilarating experience altogether.

Fastened to the auto-rickshaw in nearly the same fashion which began hustling at break-neck speed with speakers screaming out the same song over and over ... perhaps it was the noble intention of the driver to engage the fellow commuters into the subtle nuances of the song and learn it by heart.. I was astonished that the driver dint put an exit-test about the song at the end of the ride...

Amidst the focussed entertainment dizzying lights and clamourous horns my attention elevated from the mundane traffic and fell on the moon.. nearly in full round shape and ugly as ever the moon was brooding over the sky.. the dullness scattered like an aureole resembling a clear stain spread out on an immaculate piece of cloth sulking the sky in embarrassment..

The moon always brandished an ominous capacity to turn good innocent people into werewolves.. An unsettling sight where a vacant sky or a star lit night could have been more fulfilling... I wonder why I am so disturbed by the very sight of the moon?? Perhaps there is a werewolf lurking in me???? I hope someday I would bring myself to sing praises about the moon.. Until then I dedicate the song I have learnt today!!!

po ve.. po raa.. po ve.. po raaa.. (song from mallana)