It was a 365 minute movie.
Every minute was a river overflowing with emotions.
Every character in the frame was no less than the other giving some valuable takeaways for life.
From Spielberg to Nolan
And from Maniratnam to Shankar
It had every element.
Little bit of humor
Little bit of fun
Little bit of love
Little bit of drama
And little bit of action and thrill.
The story was an oxymoron with euphony and cacophony
As the movie is about to end, I take a moment, to look back, to smile, to cherish and to reminisce.

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The sun is mellowing spreading the golden orange hue everywhere.
I take a trip down the lane-
into the woods
The tall trees and the chirping birds render a warm welcome.
The dancing butterflies take refuge amidst the grass.
The golden beam carrying the dust illuminates the woods like fancy street lights.
I close my eyes soaking in the moment..
I am awakened by a sweet mysterious voice.
I follow the trail to reach it's beholder.
There she is- perched on the branch facing the sun adorned with a Sapphire crown.
Dressed in a myriad of green and blue,her gown flowing down the branch waving in harmony with the winds..
Finally,she turned to face me..
Her crown, scattering the scintillating beam..
Stunned I am with her sheer beauty.
She is none other than- the peacock

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Engulfed by the tornado of emotions,
She took refuge to the soft breeze that touched her cheeks, pleading to tranquilize her inner turmoil.
Complying to her,he took away her melancholy filling her insides with joy and peace.
Ironically,the breeze now became a ferocious windstorm with no room for harborage!

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"Yet another passer-by" I thought.
Never knew that you would become my Inamorato.
The journey wasn't a bed of roses.
It was a rollercoaster ride:fun filled and adventurous despite the highs and lows.
You were my partner in crime in haphazardous escapades.
You gave me wings; aided in my flight and helped me unleash my updated version.
Despite your short sojourn,
You gave everlasting memories.
Dear 2018,
Thank you for being my Polaris
When I thought you'd be just a Geminid.

Bidding you adieu,
Your Inamorata.

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Hope (n):

Expecting your bus journey to be comfy despite knowing the fact it's 6:30 pm already!

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At the end of the day,
I reach out to you; drained, mortified
It is in you, I find my solace.
I take out all my pent up anger on you.
Yet, you stand still, unyielding;
Hugging me tightly, never letting go.
All the silenced cries, unshedded tears
Flow freely once I reach out to you.
Your hug radiates a blanket of warmth
Filling the void in me.
All my what if's dissolve into thin air in your embrace.

Dear bed, what would I've done without you?
Thank you for cooing me to sleep in my sleepless nights.

Yours, a broken soul.

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He felt that she was the key to his heart that he lost long ago.
Her love filled the voids of his soul, enveloping him in a blanket of warmth.

They danced slowly, taking in the moment. And as darkness started to set in, she took her leave, leaving him stranded, craving for more.
Until tomorrow, he thought.

Only then, did the Moon realise that the Twilight was his erasthai.

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Little did she know that Good night was a great convo starter until he texted her.

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I lost her in the race of capturing her in my camera.

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If clothes could run,
I would have caught you
before you fled out of my life.

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