The Dark Planet
There was a planet.A new planet. A lively, beautiful, colourful, active planet. A planet that never had draughts, famines, calamities. It had a life of its own in the galaxy that it survived. It was a new planet just travelling through the un ending universe transcending time and space. And the life on the planet made it feel wanted. It felt like it was the one who was the mother of all the life. The centre of all activities. A peaceful planet it was. One day it drifted its course. It moved somewhere to the brighter side of the universe. Or so it thought. It was happy the come closer to the source of light. The planet illuminated. Life on it got a new meaning. Everything changed. The planet felt better. It felt proud of itself. Soon it was very close to the Source of the brightness. A star. It was fascinated by the big ball of fire. It rotated and revolved around the star; somehow to show its affection for the star. It revolved around the star for ages. Senselessly. Seasons changed...