Moonlight 2-4

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to be continued ..

dunk the junk ..

This is first post dated post , because the client was not suppose to know that I have made it. 
this was made for a campaign called 'dunk the junk'

this was the first attempt .. 
and this was the one which was finalized


Moonlight 2-3

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he did not understand the stranger nor the  strangeness of the situation. When he was alone , every now and then a fear used to grip him. What if the something happens to him. Would anyone notice him dead ? What he did not realize how did he get hear in the first place. He thought to him self that these things can only happen to him . The talking dogs, the sculpting winds, the man who talks to the winds, this random stranger and not knowing how he got hear in the first place. Now he was afraid even more than what he was before. 
That night after he strangely saw talking dogs when he went home and he slept like a baby and the thought about the dogs was like a distant memory.but strangely he got at in the middle of the night. when he saw the time it was 03.21 am. On days like this sleep did not come back. It went on a stroll down the park, without mentioning when it will come back. At times like this a man's addiction come handy.  
He settled on reading.That was a perfect medicine for his insomnia. But not that day. When you take the same medicine for a long time it seems to loose effect on you. Reading had don something similar. Sleep wouldn't come that night. He was reading Phillips Kerr's  ' A pale criminal' . He for sure= knew that he would read the next of the trilogy. He was so gripped on it ever since he got his hand on the first part of it. He followed Herr Gunther through the night clubs of Germany till dawn. 
At dawn he decided that he would have a early breakfast. He decided to go at the dhaba on the SH - 37  (SH for state highway). A place where he and his friends went frequently during the days of his college. Or the nights more to say. The night when he had debates with his friends regarding the possibilities of have a unique constitution and other topics about the existence of life and universe. Which now seem irrelevant . 


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Hypothesis

The further you get on hypothesis the slippery the road gets . 

Moonlight 2.2

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"I was expecting you ? Who are you ?" 
 The monkey man remained silent. As if all life in him had disappeared.
He seemed to be starring at him. Or was he looking somewhere else? one could not tell . 
"Do I know you?" No response came from behind the mask. 
The face did not seem familiar. Even if he knew the person he could not say. 
 He eyes seemed like those in photographs . From which ever angle you look he seems to be looking back at you. On closer look one realized he did not have eye balls. 
"Where did you come from ? " No response. 
 His eyes were like marbles, dark and black. that just added to the strange and eeriness of the stranger. After all the strange things he had seen this was not something that he would not believe. 'Was the monkey man blind ?' He asked himself. 
"You say you have come here for me . Do we know each other ? " No response 
he was alive for sure, you could sense life in him. You could see him breathing. 
He observed closer. The cheap plastic mask. The paper crown. He seemed to be from a village fair. The kind of places where people don't really care about the details put in the preparation. cheap make do things seem to satisfy the people. 
" Are you from a village nearby ? Or some travelling fair ? " 
The space was dead like a rock.Though the rustling of trees, chirping of crickets could be heard . the space seemed dead.  
Though the man seemed silent and did not respond, there was something about him that would draw you closer. Or rather pull you within him. There was something deeper in his eyes. 


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re- aligning

Just trying to get life back on track  ...
Will get back with Moonlight soon ... 

Frankfurt Airport

Im always amazed, that I'm sitting in front of them yet they don't notice me sketching them. 

Moonlight 2.1


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' Coming out of the cave was like coming back to a different world , the real world. Color burned , every thing took a moment to take shape and color. Nothing had changed in 2 days. Everything was just the same. But only he had noticed someone's presence. ' Someone was here !' he said to himself.  
He looked around and noticed a piece of cloth in  behind the bush. 'was it there before ?'
had I not seen it ? '
As he walked closer he noticed there was someone there. Silent as a rock sitting in the  bushes.
 There was a man in the costume of a monkey, like those you see in the travelling fares. Well you can't actually call it a costume. It was just a mask on his face and he was wearing a Dhoti below. He was sitting patiently meditating on a rock. For a moment panic ran through him as saw the monkey... the man ...  the monkey man. but he thought that this must be his regular meditating place or chilling place or whatever. For all that mattered now he was not alone. Unsure if that is good or a bad thing.
 The monkey man noticed his presence and oped his eyes.From is gaze it seemed that he had noticed his presence all along. There was something strange about the monkey man. But there is always something strange about these god-men. The monkey man exclaimed in quite a poetic tone, without any surprise
"Ah haan ! you have come out. I just thought I should wait in the shade while you were in the cave. I was worried that I was late but I think I came just in time." then the monkey man relaxed himself and continued  "not very fond of waiting myself and hence I try not make others wait." 
you could not see the monkey man talk because of the mask. So it was difficult to guess his emotions.
" Waiting? " he said in surprise , "Waiting for me ? Who are you ?"
The monkey man knits his eye brow and says  "Weren't you expecting me?" '

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