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To his every silly joke she laughed.
Her eyes sparkled.
That is usual...
still, there is something odd.
The lingering smirk?
Accidentally he caught her, she kept checking the reflection
Every time she passed by the framed mirror in the hallway.
Her head bent, hands in the dough,
With a smile on her lips.
That rivaled Mona Lisa's!
That's new! he thought.
Is she keeping a secret?
To see what confronts him, he closely followed,
Every time their eyes met she smiled.
Like as if his company she loved!
She showed few words of hers to read,
That seemed to talk about things he didn't really care.
Heard her humming in the shower,
What is really going on here?
Is something wrong with her?
Is he losing her?
She spends a lot of time on her computer!
In the evening she is sitting by the window,
He stared at her, standing in the doorway,
The cool breeze playing with her loose curls
Nothing unusual here.
She is typing,
His watchful eyes closely examined,
She is oblivion to his anguish.
He didn't want to disturb,
He went back to his reading.
When he looked up again
On an outstretched arm, she had fallen asleep
The glowing lights from the screen falling on her face.
Even in sleep she looked like she is smiling
He checked the screen,
Her writing was on bold black print.
With few comments.
He read them all,
Why didn't I say those nice words?
That means so much to her.
Put her on the moon!

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Reviews

[Ardra]

:) made me smile...

when our life is like two different worlds... one in which she smiled, expressed and the other the words seemed to fail ... n smiles just die before its born...

i liked the way you have penned it..simple.. sweet...

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you, our imagination can paint a world in many colors and some for sure are real. Iam glad you liked it and it made you smile.

[Ardra]

mmmm sometimes its easy to get lost in the one with smiles....isn't it.. for time being to forget which is reality....but then you can't live there as its only your imagination.. :)