
It was a lovely evening … my just serviced drive was cruising by the beach … not fast … but with the windows down I could feel the air gushing against my face … that’s when I remembered that I need to have a haircut … that’s again when someone said let’s get down and get some fresh air … I gently slammed the brakes and guided the girl into the parking close by.
As such it was a great day … I was out with my friends & their families … just lazing the day off … we had a great non stuffy lunch and now were at the beach … she was a tiny bundle of joy … very different from the girls her age … I picked her up from her moms hand and right away she lied down on my arms … very peacefully… her mom was a bit relieved, though she was anxiously checking out if she would be ok with me … she seemed convinced and went ahead to join her husband, my friend … the other couple were further ahead of them …
The previous day was interesting too … after dropping my friends after the midnight show, I returned back to my flat in the early morning … I realised I had my flat keys in the safe confines of my room … I had detached her before I gave the car for service and never really managed to put her back in the ring .. I didn’t want to wake up everyone for my mistake … as usual my roommate was never there in the flat as well … I had to sleep in my car, though it was not the very first time, it was for the first time in the desert … I enjoyed my little misadventure
I was probably a bit tired like her … but her warmth kept us comfortable … we were at the beach residences checking out the shopping festival fair … she was looking at everyone that passed by … none of them seemed familiar and most of them looked like from Mars or Venus to us … we were wondering why don’t Indians frequent such places … we went through the maze of joy rides and stalls …
We liked the stalls … she managed to wake up and take a closer look at the girls jewellery … the little glass ware, colourful carpets, toy store, the paint shop … we paused to listen to the beautiful girl who was playing the violin … we even paused to listen to the beautiful sounds at the fountain … But we liked the French uncle in the Arabic dress, who was doing caricatures the most … we did try our hand at sketching counter close by … we were feeling better … and just then her mom came and grabbed her
We had you in our mind all the time, but didn’t know when I would get time to sit down and write … oh I told her about you when we were walking around … she did then ask me, so she likes sloppy kisses like me ? I couldn’t stop laughing … I said yes … she had a thinking cap on rite then … then she thoughtfully asked she also likes telling stories and tight hugs just like me… I was on the edge … just managed to give her a huge peck on her cheeks … she was happy
What if she is stubborn, rude and irritating like me as well … then I asked her, has that ever stopped me from coming and picking you up from your dad and mom … she seemed contended, gave me a huge hug and leaned forward in my arms to lie down… may be she thought I was singing a lullaby or maybe she heard my heart beep … which she thought was music …
We had finished our dinner and had to split our ways … her eyes looked sorrowful … she was leaning down on her dads shoulders … she managed to give me a peck before she left … it was drizzling gently … I was back in my car and thought … things seemed to have changed so much … there was hardly any rain five years back … now it was refusing to stop … and here I was wanting to scribble … wanting to know better … and still confused … wishing it would never stop ... she has …

2 comments:
Like never before...
There is rain this year...
Rain in February?
Drizzling only.
On the beach
What more?
Pecks on cheek
Warmth of tight hugs
Heart beeps?
No. Lullaby!
What more to ask?
This should be my last day.
@Soul ... I had a baby in my arms for most of the weekend ... just trying to associate one to another ... good to know you liked it ... and yeah let it be the first day of its kind ...
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