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As I stepped outside, I was dumbstruck. Oh, what a scene it was, so adorable, so charming, captivating, mesmerising and elegant, really I was astonished. The moon was coming out of the trees, the dark sky was searching for it with immense anxiety and this play was enhanced and graced by the stars. Though not the stars were little but still helped to make the situation more dramatic. I  pulled myself out from the dream world to my topic of interest. I headed towards the forest, my childhood friends were welcoming me. Each flower was trying to stop me but the strong feeling of discovering something new ruled out my mind. But I was busy chasing the smoke.  Finally, I reached out the place from where the smoke was evolving. I was breath struck by the smoky air. The smoke slowly faded away, I was enthusiastic and this occurs “Once in a Blue Moon” I saw an unearthly object or probably a UFO. It was really exotic, I never had found this type of stuff in the science-fiction nor in the exhibition. Drowned in by the flow of curiosity I touched it once. The crispy grass was warning me of the upcoming unfortunate event. I too was daring, so I moved around it. I carefully observed the object. It was squared at the top with a glass-like project. When I saw the bottom part, my jaws dropped down. It was levitating, I pinched and slapped myself and finally,
I discovered this to be true. With my keen eyes busy in examining the stuff I caught the three luminous buttons. Their had three strange shapes. With due courage that suddenly struck into my head pulled my little fingers to touch that button. Anon a fired light broke out of the UFO. I fell down and when…………………

                                                                             -Sasai Chandra Kumar.

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  1. Waiting for your next sequel

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  2. So magnificent fabrication of the scenic beauty with cinematic literature. Eager for the next sequel.

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  3. Very nice Bhanaja. Keep growing.... Blessings

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