Coffee on the Moon

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Yester night, I had been on a coffee trip to moon. As soon as I stepped on the surface of shining moon, cheerful Maroon came over to welcome me. It seemed, as if she had been waiting for me since ages. She just grabbed my palm and took me up to the door of a beautiful house. Bubbly girl was soon frolicking with her fingers running over the macramé running along the door. Maroon introduced me to her a mma (mother) soon after she crossed the door. It was my first interaction with the old women inhabiting the moon. a mma didn’t look much old and there was no charkha (Spinning wheel) around. She was wearing a beautiful silk gown.