It was a sunflower. It was a sunflower in her hand the first time I noticed her. The first time I noticed her was near the auto stand in front of MIT. She was walking down the road holding a flower in one hand and a pot in another. It was dark and I dont know why I noticed her at all.
But I did. And I couldn't stop looking at her for those few seconds - barely a minute that it took for her to walk from the gate to the auto and get inside. My eyes didnt leave her person for an instant. Not her perfect nose. Not her hand. Not the tattoo on her hand. Not the striped dupatta fluttering in the wind. Nothing. I was entranced. Officially.
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2 comments:
beautiful
i was here. just thought i would let you know.
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