Subhechcha Ganguly 
This is what Mary could do every single evening, as the stars took over the sky, and the moon shone bright later into the evening. She loves the moon’s rays falling on the lake and reflecting onto her face. Her father even had a rowboat ready to ensure she stood under the moon, watching it glow upon her.
Mary made merry under the moon and its shine, and she could never get enough of it. Her mother even believed that the moon and she had a special relationship!
A relationship that would become something of an obsession to her, for she loved camping under the night sky, despite moving to the city and making her life as a programmer.
Programming gave her career a boost and her bank account a lift. But she knew she belonged in the woods, under the dark blanket sky with the moon shining bright. She never missed her month-end ritual of packing her things, wearing her hiking boots and meeting her hike buddies.
Mary believed that before she turned 50, she should’ve completed all humanly scalable peaks, hills and plateaus. For that she ensured she stayed fit, monitored her menses, and ate the right food to balance her intake and flux our toxins. Mary’s obsession with hiking and watching the moonshine was borderline obsessive, yet she knew her heart belonged on treks, hikes and under the moon’s contrasting brightness.
The moon and her, friends for life, a relationship made in heaven, and she hoped to find a companion in life, who would share a similar one-sided love with the outdoors at night.
Maybe, she will find someone under the moonshine soon; and finally Mary would marry and the couple would make merry under the moonlit skies!
