Every night she fleets softly in chilled lake laying by, she stares on those brimming ripples conspicuous with the enlightening gleaming moon there is a mystery behind her lust! its her believe and thirst a mighty thirst of awaiting love she dreams with her open eyes well prepared to cease and seize but the dreams are not always sweet and true when the moonlight and reflection of moon fall on water she imagines that the moon is a lover of that lake she smiles and acclaim the love story of the moon and the lake and cherishes the vivid scene in her case and this way her love story along with moon and lake begins but everything goes in vain and seems like another dream with tame that would be always remain untrue every night the lake glowed with the charm of moonlight but everyday it claimed to be cheated as it was a beguile happened each time! the moon was never of lake and that's something mistaken the lake that mislaid ! she cried in disguise a...