Who sold candles all day long
She always had admired the moon
Who shone brighter than her candles
She thought moon and me are almost in the same trade
Giving light at night, so better talk face to face
From then onwards all she thought is
How to reach the moon
As she looked around for a way up
There emerged a tall mountain, as the mists cleared
How to reach the top it she thought
So she could be little bit closer to the moon
She asked the wind for a lift
The wind took pity on her and
Took her to the top of the mountain
She again asked one more favor
Take me to the moon she pleaded with the wind
But the wind scowled his invisible face
And whistled past her calling her greedy
She looked around for a way up
She saw some fluffy clouds
She put her one foot to one small cloud
To see how strong it was
Then lightly as a ballet dancer
She tip toed from one cloud to another
She sometimes leapt, sometimes hopped
Anyway she finally reached till the top most cloud
Still there was some distance between her and the moon
Again she looked around for a way up
She saw a shooting star hurrying past her
She asked it to drop her off at the moon
But the star said it will die soon and has no time
She said she will trade one day of her life for this favor
That is she will live one minus day
From the day she was supposed to die
So that the star can live one more day
They struck a deal and the shooting star
Swept her off the clouds to the moon
And the star went on to live another day
Who got the better out of the deal?
The star or the girl?
Its amazing upto what extent humans go
To fulfill their crazy dreams
