Under the Moonlight

Under the Moonlight

As the days get less shy of Christmas, songs keep playing late till night, songs of high spirit and rejuvenating natures, of a variety of languages, accompanied by the chill of winter, starry skies and the beautifully waning fire moon, red in colour.

These songs sound familiar, very familiar and indeed remind me or rather automatically bring out the dance steps I learnt to associate with these songs. And its,an amazing feeling to dance to the same songs you did, at about the same time, last year. I automatically started swinging to these notes of modern music. 

It felt good to just be there, alone , offered with solitude, listening to the songs late at night, when nothing sounds but owls and trains; moving to steps with the moonlight lighting up my spirits and revealing me to whoever cared to see, and then I looked at the same stars which I saw last year and everyday hence and they looked different from what they usually are and then I felt the cold breeze brush past me  and I thought, "Maybe, the thrill of a new year and the wanting and excitement for a new year has finally hit me, and maybe this is what it feels like." 

Maybe it hits me every year, but I am sure I don't remember it by the end of the year. After all, it's a feeling that dies with the end of 12 o'clock, december 31 and maybe just prolongs to january 1st. 

Either way, dancing with the moon acting as limelight, and music playing louder than ever, with the minty breath of trees brush past me and stars as my audience seated in the balcony, was a noteworthy moment!