The Frame was set and like in very few Films, it had all the
Elements for a Perfect Scene. My Eyes were recording the Shot furthermore My
Mind was capturing it. The Moonlight was just right. The People on the road
were also usual, just going about their work. And there She was, entering the
frame from the left, No Rolling Through, No Re-Entry. It was just perfect. She
smiled reconciling to the Fact that She attracted attention. Maybe that Smile
was Fake. Maybe My Identity of her, then, was Fake. Maybe the Colors were Fake.
But it was just a Perfect Shot. Gorgeous that She was. Unlimited my Admiration
was. Such a Gentle Face. Such a Charisma about the Way She carried Herself.
Perhaps I woke up that Day just for those few minutes, one can’t say. It
Happens. And Here I am replaying that Shot in My Mind as if it was the Entire
Film. Maybe it was for Me. She made My Day.
Enough Said, Few Things are only for admiration purposes.
You can't Own them. The Early Morning Sunrise. The Once in a Year Autumn feel.
The Smell of Earth just before it Rains. The Pulchritude of Mother Earth. Yeah,
She was what one describes Nature. Just elegant and makes one wonder. Bliss.
