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Full Moon

Balram was, quite literally, tearing his hear out. The studio had been booked, the singers were on standby and the producer was waiting ...

Waiting for lyrics and a tune. Lyrics and a tune that Balram should've delivered to him three days ago.

"When the muse is sick, there's no music," he said aloud and then laughed hysterically. He was about to seriously annoy the richest producer in the industry, and he was thinking of puns.

“The moon is full tonight.”

The voice interrupted his frantic packing. "What?" he stammered, turning to find his best friend, Pankaj, standing in the doorway.

“The moon is full tonight," Pankaj repeated. "And you are looking frazzled. Come for a walk, it'll do you good."

Balram didn't protest. Slipping on a pair of shoes, he pocketed his house keys and grasped Pankaj firmly by the arm. "Lead on," he said.

They walked down the empty street, the moon looking down on them.

"Whoa!" Pankaj cried, "watch out, buddy, you almost bumped into ..." He stopped. Balram was beaming at him.

"I have it! I have it!" Balram yelled.

The song was a huge hit.

"I've found the moon
On this empty street .
Not in the sky
In my heartbeat."

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