Moon Outshines the Stars


“Moon outshines the stars,” he said, trying to look away.

I knew what he meant; I knew he was telling me my worth. The only thing he wanted was to stay away, unwillingly. He was afraid of this love, he was faint-hearted. He was petrified with fear, the kind of fear I never really figured out, and showed as if I didn’t mean anything to him. However, I was certain of his love for me, which, was beautifully weird and painful in its own ways. He was never confident about his love, his fears grew more than his love for me.

“Everything on this earth has its own potential and value. We can’t compare a fish to a whale, a stone to a rock, a leaf to a tree. We all are born with some potential and with that given talent we live our lives. Comparison creates negativity and might take away the confidence of the one who is being compared. A star in the sky has its own purpose and every single star knows its worth. You know, here the problem lies, before knowing the worth of something, we start judging them. Remember, the sky wouldn’t shine better without stars. Know the worth of a thing or a person before losing them. And remember that even though moon outshines stars, but every night moon wishes to be with stars. Stars fill the void, and it is how the sky looks beautiful,” I construed and walked away with a hope to see a new him.

– Kritika Vashist

Fear of Happiness


Dear love,

You know, I love you. You know, how much I love spending each moment of this beautiful life with you. You know, how I love doing things with you, I have never done before. You know, you know it all. I want to marry you, you know that, too. But to lay it on the line, I fear happiness of marrying you.

To play fair, my love, I have to tell you this. I have to tell you that if marrying you is excitable to me, it is also a strain. If thinking about marrying you makes me gleeful to no end, it makes me nervous, too.

I don’t quite know why, but the only fear with marriage is not its uncertainties, rather happiness, thus associated.

To speak the truth, my love, I do not fear about fear of failures, suppression of love, misunderstanding or pain. Be it books that I have read, or an encountered reality, I have known the unsettling phase, despite that, I fear happiness of marrying.

It is not that I have gone too far with this marriage thing. For me, as of now, it is sitting with you under the night sky and reading poems of our favorite poets. It is lying next to you and watching you. It is kissing you in public without caring about running-in to any relative. It is drinking my day’s first and last tea with you. It is hugging you whenever I am excited instead of calling or messaging you about it. It is keeping you awake even if you fall asleep. It is fostering you to cook my favorite dish even if you don’t know how to. It is having a complete day to spend with you. It is going to bed with you each night and waking up next to each day.

It is to not fear if I make any argument, because I know, I’ll make it up to you with just my presence.
It is to not lose trust even if there’s a misunderstanding, because then there won’t be any need to call, to message, or to video chat with you, but to look into eyes and understand.
It is to keep that Godlike behavior of forgiveness, because in all fights and argument we would understand that mistakes happen.

To speak honestly, my love, I fear happiness of marrying. Happiness of being with you always. Happiness of wining over numerous fights and arguments. Happiness of holding you while sleeping. Happiness of knowing that in all ups and downs you’ll always be there with me. Happiness of sharing our happiness. Happiness of being inseparable and happiness of loving to an infinite infinity.

To be sincere, my love, I fear happiness of marrying you. Because this world fetters happiness with fickleness. Because humans overrates happiness and marriages. Because overflowing love makes you vulnerable to heartache. Because we humans guard our treasures.

Even in this world of us, where love is glorified, to be honest, my love, I fear happiness of marrying you.

Truly yours.