somewhere deep from my heart……
Summer’s afternoons sometimes doesn’t defy your mind which has absolute intimacy. So was the case with us, CP Central park, we sat under a tree an every moment felt astonishing. Suddenly….We looked towards her, a reaction as we observed people around admiring a girl about an age 5 to 7. An English eye-pop so I call her, oh! She was amazingly beautiful but even this isn’t, I feel describing her. No one sitting around the way, ever took their eyes of her I belief. Every one waved while admiring her; God! Some people are born celeb right from their first breath. She was following a tall muscular man in a typical foreigner outfit cargo, tracking boot and a Harley Davidson t-shirt. Her small steps tick-tick….., still can’t forget her, walking briskly. Then like every child on this earth naughtiness was about to happen. She ran between us quickly with her tiny feet, just dismissing out from the muscular man sight, he called.....she ran in the opposite, sitting aside and observing each one of us. Don’t know what exactly had been going through his mind looking us. As soon as one calls, she ran away with a blushing face. Finally it was our turn, so cute is she, my girl said looking her. She called her, surprising she didn’t run this time; she passed a smile in reply and kept looking at my girl. Slowly she came closer and closer. I guess she started taming her (little apple eye) in her own way. This ploy of her worked well and in a minutes time the english eye-pop was in her lap. What magic had you done? I questioned, it’s my style I know how to be with children. Very true, where every body failed we won to get her aside. Then we three started talking, luckily she knew english, the muscular man was relaxed seeing her child comfortable, even now he has some leisure time. He lied down and started reading sort of novel I guess. His child wasn't even taking pain to look at him or neither she looked concern about. Presume a reason being, some sort of mother's touch she got in between the time the muscular man was with her. We shared snacks and candies, my girl; she was in completely different zone. The 5 year old eye-pop had completely hypnotized us. She started playing with our mobile, gadgets always are catchy among kids now. Our time was something different, toys with advanced machine gun was the gadget I had. She picked and started operating Hello!!! Dad has one too, she said. Oh really but it may not be such trendy!!! your dad must be having a bad phone, I put up a question and tried to tease her, she didn't bothered to answered that or doesn’t want too, even that move of her remain in our heart. The way she undermined my question neglecting and finally it took a real serious effort to take the handset off her.
As she mingled more with us she spoke more about everything in her own understanding. Her father was cool with her novel but for a fraction of second he looked at her child and then again back to the novel. Then the matured girl sitting next to me asked the english cubing cake, Who is nice among either of us? What a question to ask perfect. Actually after getting attached we both wanted to know who did it better. so was the question. But the answer was something which was as of a grown up girl. "Every Man is bad" in a firm voice, thankfully she was a child otherwise the word must have been something else. And the mature girl sitting right to me laughed out loud. See even a child knows what men are. Oh! Common I said she must be repeating her mom words, her mom must have said many a times in front of her. Common sweetheart lets go we have a train, her father called and she moved. She waved her hands and a flying kiss, my girl passed before her. It was sad but a moment to keep close to our heart. It’s been a year about this memorable incident and we never forget her.
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