So when the Moon actually answered, Mitu almost fell out of the window in disbelief! You should be happy!” Mitu’s question was not really directed to the moon it was just a general remark that she had whispered to herself. “Dear Moon, why do you seem so sad tonight?” asked Mitu. “You are much rounder, bigger and brighter than on any other night. She craned her neck out of the window to appreciate the beauty of the Moon from as close as she possibly could, expecting the Moon to be pleased with his perfect round shape and glow. When she returned her gaze to the sky, she was in for a jaw-dropping sight! The Moon appeared to be incredibly huge, so much so that Mitu thought she could touch him if she climbed up a slightly oversized ladder. She had loved seeing that smile grow bigger and bolder with each passing night so that tonight she could well imagine the Moon to be the open mouth of a giant rolling with laughter! Even as she threw herself into an imaginary world, a sudden gust of wind sent a shiver down Mitu’s slim body. At first, he was only an oh-so-thin crescent, making her wonder if a piece of Amma’s white sewing thread had somehow floated out and fixed itself onto the night sky in the shape of a smile. Wow! How milky white and rounded he looked! Mitu had been watching the Moon for a fortnight now. Read an Excerpt THE DIRT PATCH (excerpt for Chapter 1) On a clear and starry night, Mitu sat by the window gazing at the Moon.
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